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Subject: Rescue Me

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Checkered Images

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Date Posted: 09:07:51 12/16/04 Thu
In reply to: Scorpio 's message, ".[.sting.]." on 01:16:21 12/15/04 Wed

Soft barely heard nicker escaped her delicate maw when the brute came near, his closeness made the maiden rest her own weight against his to rest her sore legs. Dial was rested onto the brutes back because it was becoming to hard to even hold it up. Loud grunt was given as the mares legs started to buckle under her not willing to hold up anymore. walking to a terra could have been done days before but now it seemed impossible. Maiden wasnt willing to give up so easily and legs were quickly clicked into place once again to try to keep straight. Miaden looked to the brute, did he not see how she couldnt make it another step longer.

I fear I cant make it.... I cant move any longer...

Loud coughs again escaped her maw her lungs heavy in a heavy state. The cold had taken its toll with her weak immune system. Eyes were closed remembering the days in her fathers lands, when she was a foal. Remembering happier days. Soft vocals were released again, begging tone given.

Please sir... Im not ready to die...

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Subject	Author	Date
.[.sting.].	Scorpio	20:55:23 12/19/04 Sun
Rescue Me -- Checkered Images, 20:34:28 12/20/04 Mon [.sting.] -- Scorpio, 20:47:37 12/21/04 Tue