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Date Posted: 12:21:55 01/25/03 Sat
Author: Frozen Dreams
Subject: -[ and now i'm back... from outer space...

with a cool confidence and undoubtedly overlarge ego the pallid stallion re-enters the land of evergreens. he said he'd be back, and here he is. striding briskly around a bend in the trees he glances about himself. having no intentions of losing himself amid the unending greens he snorts derisively and shifts his weight. standing in an utmost calm manner he lends his sight to scan the gaps in branches, cating about for other life-forms. he says nothing. ebony tail and mane cast an imperfect contrast to the beige of his pelt and lends his aura a somber quality.
the snow beneath his hooves, rests unmarked with the exception of his footsteps, above fidgeting he passes the short time until notice of his arrival is taken in well hidden impatience. he has come to hear the decisions of those in the forest toward his earlier speeches.
moonlight illuminates his pallet, and his features demonstrate their most definite unhumbleness to the night air. his dial belies his mustang colouring and stature with an arabian delicacy. his nigrescent occulis are sunk into the drk luminance of the night time hours, and the fire within them fails to mark their presence.
time is growing shorter, and very soon things would be decided. a smirk scrawls across his pallet and his boa arches proudly; for a few seconds he becomes the epitome of what an evil king should appear. thughts of his future dance about in his cerebrum, and his tail curls about his hocks revealing his contentment in a most canine fashion.

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Replies:

:: Rebirth of Culture :: -- Renaissance Art, 15:20:35 01/25/03 Sat
- You -- Ziraga, 19:47:06 01/25/03 Sat
  - -|what, were you expecting someone else? -- Frozen Dreams, 00:18:45 01/26/03 Sun
To lead or follow -- Ziraga, 09:15:57 01/26/03 Sun
- -[let the bargain begin -- Frozen Dreams, 14:52:54 01/26/03 Sun
  - Parry and thrust -- Ziraga, 17:06:36 01/26/03 Sun
    - -[sarcasm for a blade -- Frozen Dreams, 17:32:56 01/26/03 Sun
    - mrrs. [This one] -- Frozen Dreams, 17:47:35 01/26/03 Sun
Nod -- Ziraga, 02:12:53 01/27/03 Mon

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