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Date Posted: 17:15:03 05/11/03 Sun
Author: Secrets Within
Subject: *~*White Does Not Always Mean Good*~*

A luminescent white mare trots in, her eyes dark and black with fury, but not a sign of exhaustion. Her pale hooves strike the sand, letting it flutter around them. Her eyes fill with a deep horror and soulless look. Hello the words whisper with menace. I have come to join your herd. With that she stands with an everlasting patience under a palm tree. The leaves turn black and ugly, for her evil has rubbed off on them.

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[> .:\Darkness Falss/:. -- Firelight, 15:31:47 05/13/03 Tue

Honey-suckled kona presses sun-kissed joints towards the other female. Proud crown is tossed aloft depthless chasms steading upon her with a feirce gaze. Ebonite daggers crack the terrain as she steps upon it coming to the front o' the other. Stilts are brought to an sudden halt petite yet muscles frame brought with it. Icy look is sent out at the other a check over if you may. Finally maw is opened allowing musical voice with a deadly ring to be heard.

Welcome to Desert of Sins you may join the herd of course. I am Firelight Lead Mare here who might you be?

The words were done gapping hole was sealed the voice disappearing through the air. Onxy peds ground the emerald blades beneath them in her boredom. Pools of fire remained locked upon the other. Recievers flickered about catching any and ever sound that echoed through the territory. Phina awaited the mare to answere the question anyway she liked.


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[> [> *~*White Does Not Always Mean Good*~* -- Secrets Within, 18:37:01 05/13/03 Tue

The demoness horse looks over at the mare, her eyes like black chasms:deep and empty. Her white mane hangs listessly at her neck and her hooves as black as her eyes. I thank thee. The voice is deadly and horrifying; the tree beside her cringes in fear. I am Secrets Within. Her head merely nods a bit in thanks. No expression is revealed in the mares face, as she watches the lead mare. One question the voice dares to say. When was the last war youve had with the Light? The deep and empty eyes watch the mare, patiently awaiting her answer.


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[> [> [> .:\Darkness Falls\:. -- Firelight, 06:52:45 05/14/03 Wed

Coral lined nasal passage opens momentarily allowing air to pass in and down to phina's black lungs. A breath out of poisonous gas is given as dark pools stray not from the form o' the other. Face remains void of any emtion that could be present. As quesion of war is asked slim shoulders rise and fall in a simple shrug.

I know not of the last War fought twas before my time. There was a battle fought in Hopeful Valley when I was a foal.

Dished recievers sweep towards the femor fatale awaiting an answere as to why she asked. Flames danced within like captured spirits' never straying. Onxy daggers swept the earth as she contnued her patient stand.


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[> [> [> [> *~*White Does Not Always Mean Good*~* -- Secrets Within, 19:15:15 05/15/03 Thu

A smile (if the horrifying grin could be called a smile) twitched menacingly at the demon mares mouth. Her eyes glint horribly, showing signs of her mischevious scemings. Well, her breath exales a terrible chuckle. I assume it is time for one. Her eyes mimick the unmerciful evil lurking inside. Beside her, the wind whispered, but came 'round the demon mare, for wind was good, and the mare that stood there was far from good. The mare looked emptily at the other, her ebon' eyes piercing, awaiting her answer.


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[> [> [> [> [> .:\Darkness Rises/:. -- Firelight, 06:17:30 05/16/03 Fri

Fool. The mare thought icily dark ooids burning with an intense passion. Daggers struck down the earth as if tearing for the others throat.

No. It is not time for War until a ruler is seated in the throne. Conterversy between Ziraga and True Evil still rises and Ziraga has not claimed throne. We cannot have a War without a ruler. Use your brain m'dear think about it.

Glare was set towards the other. Dark orbs dared her to challenge her words even if only a bit. She could bite back and would with vengance.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> *~*White Does Not Always Mean Good*~* -- Secrets Within, 18:18:08 05/16/03 Fri

Dare thee call me a fool? Rage flitters in the chasms of the white mares eyes. The demon trapped inside her wails with fury. It is not my fault that the herds here cannot choose someone to rise upon the throne. Thou should have chosen one already. How long have you evils sat here awaiting someone to claim? I am not the fool. You are, for allowing it to be as such. Wars should be brewing by now. From the moment my hooves struck here, I have been watching the lights and the evils. Her voice mutters darkly as her death defying eyes stay glued on hers. Evil cannot rise with out the lights gone. They sit there, getting new recruits by the minute, while the evils barely get one a month. she laughs ruefully. I deeply suggest we find a ruler and wipe them out. The glare of a basilisk enters her eyes as she watches for a response from the other mare.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> .:\And Red is Blood/:. -- Firelight, 11:01:21 05/17/03 Sat

My words are in white little girl this is what I am thinking which you can have no clue of. If I called you a little wench in my thoughts you would not know. Anyway back to the matter that is currently at hand.

I can do nothing about who rules because I cannot challenge for position of King for I am not male. You say I am a fool for allowing it? I am doing what I can one reason why I challenged Innocent Seduction former Lead Mare of these herds. You nor I can do anything until a King is choosen between Ziraga and True Evil we can do nothing you are a fool.

Last word was said for the female to hear and she was. There was nothing she could do or would do until they had a King's permission. She did not want to be banished from the Evil lands as Nox her friend had been from Dark Evergreens. No, she would wait and watch be patient let the fly fall into your web but you must build it first.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> *~*White Does Not Always Mean Good*~* -- Secrets Within, 20:08:25 05/24/03 Sat

The white horse smirked evily in her direction, her eyes black and dark with myst. It was for this same thing that the demon within her was banished to this body. I am no more a fool than you. she replied wickedly. I am merely one thirsting for war, and awaiting the day i may have a chance to defeat the light who did this to me. Her eyes quivered with disgust as she remembered what had happened not too long past. Once a light horse herself, she had ventured foolishly into the lands of mystics, where she had challanged a raven and lost, and so forth banished into the evil soul and body of the mare. Her dark hooves beat the ground angrily, then stopped taking the anger along with it. But, she replied nastily, That is none of thy concern. All i am saying is that i wish to banish the light and their horrible goodness, and allow evil to reign. Thank thee for the update, Turning the evil mare trod off, leaving the tree behind her quivering and covered in her evil pollution, and the sand cowering back with fear.


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