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Post by treasure on Jul 23, 2007 10:14:21 GMT -5
I'm Epic. He replied. Greatful to be speaking again.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 23, 2007 10:46:07 GMT -5
"Well, nice to meet you Epic."
She smiled half-heartedly and walked over to the stag,
"Why are you here anyway?" |
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Post by treasure on Jul 23, 2007 11:00:39 GMT -5
Likewise. Replied the stag. I actually wasn't planning on being here, to be exact.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 23, 2007 11:29:32 GMT -5
"Then how did you save my life?"
She smiled gratefully and
edged closer to the stag. |
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Post by treasure on Jul 23, 2007 12:03:53 GMT -5
I can't really watch anyone kill themselves because they believe that life has nothing more to offer them.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 24, 2007 18:35:04 GMT -5
She thingyed her head,
looking bewildered,
"I have no one. No one to love,
no one to befriend." |
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Post by treasure on Jul 24, 2007 20:58:56 GMT -5
I have no one because I choose to have no one. Epic said dully. It's not clear to me why that is, but it's just the way things are.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 24, 2007 21:50:41 GMT -5
"I would've jumped,
if you hadn't have come.
Nobody else would've saved me
from a horrible death,
I have no one. My parents hate me,
and my mate is dead."
She sighed. |
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Post by treasure on Jul 25, 2007 8:24:12 GMT -5
He nodded his dial. My own mate chose to end her life. She was always a mystery to me, but her death was unexpected.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 25, 2007 13:07:56 GMT -5
"I dunno
why he chose to end his life, either.
He actually had a good life,
except for my foal dying..."
She sighed wearily. |
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Post by treasure on Jul 25, 2007 13:11:08 GMT -5
I see. Epic said, pitying her slightly.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 25, 2007 13:22:59 GMT -5
"Yes,
it was a skewbald palomino filly,
beautiful. But it was stillborn.
I guess he just couldn't deal with losing a foal,
and almost losing me."
She stated with a sigh. |
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Post by treasure on Jul 25, 2007 13:29:08 GMT -5
That's harsh. Epic said, having a breif flashback about when he'd descovered his mate's torn corpse. He closed his voids and pushed the memory from his mind.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 25, 2007 13:35:46 GMT -5
"Yes."
She simply imagined her dead mate's body,
flung over the cliff, wincing. |
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Post by treasure on Jul 25, 2007 13:40:34 GMT -5
Painful was what it was, Epic figured before he grimanced slightly. But even though terrible things befall us, life goes on. He spoke lowly.
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