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Post by hope1997 on Aug 27, 2007 18:38:39 GMT -5
The mare glided
through the bracken,
until she made her way onto the beach.
She sighed.
What a sight, what..a...sight.
She had seen worse.
But she had to admit,
this wasn't so bad... |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Aug 27, 2007 19:41:00 GMT -5
Blaze walked up his redish brown coat shimmering in the sun his 16 hand frame small not as large as other horses but he was fast witty he was an Arabian Stallion. He spoke to the fae lo'.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 27, 2007 19:43:39 GMT -5
She quickly glanced
back to the stag,
her eyes piercing red,
'lo.
The fae whispered firmly,
slowly inching close to him. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Aug 27, 2007 19:45:23 GMT -5
He smiled faintly as he looked her bodice over with dark brown pools I am Blaze he said in deep vocals. He steeped to more feet closer.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 27, 2007 19:50:18 GMT -5
She smirked,
Imagine. [/i] The fea answered, looking over the stag with suspicion and deep down, something unknown.[/center][/color][/size] |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Aug 27, 2007 19:53:34 GMT -5
Ah tis very nice to meet you Imagine he smirked back stomping one foot knocking pesky flies off and leaving an indention in the ground.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 29, 2007 16:45:45 GMT -5
Likewise.
She bared her teeth in a grin,
her tassles flowing steadily with the growing wind.
A storm? Yes. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Aug 29, 2007 16:46:56 GMT -5
He smiled and lifted his maw as the raindrops began to fall gently from the sky ah the angels are crying he said.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 29, 2007 16:51:30 GMT -5
I know.
She snapped gently,
glancing up and grinning broadly.
Imagine loved angels.
Although she was a dark,
she had her angelic side. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Aug 29, 2007 16:54:40 GMT -5
blaze looked back down at her and shook the droplets from his reddish coat. Ah no need to be snappy he said calmly.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 29, 2007 16:58:18 GMT -5
Just be quiet,
I'm trying to listen.
She whispered,
still sounding irritated,
but calmer.
The mare stared into the sky,
her piercing orbs
watching every little drop. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Aug 29, 2007 17:00:27 GMT -5
He looked at her like who do you think your talking to but didnt speak again as he felt the cool drops of liquid hit his pelt.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 29, 2007 17:02:25 GMT -5
What?
She whispered
humorously. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Aug 29, 2007 17:03:48 GMT -5
uh nothing he said.
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Post by hope1997 on Aug 29, 2007 17:04:35 GMT -5
Hm.
She hummed,
turning back to the sky. |
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