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Frozen Dreams
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Date Posted: 18:55:27 12/23/02 Mon
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Self Inflicted Pain
's message, ""Frozen Dreams..."" on 09:45:27 12/23/02 Mon
He nodded down at his leg, it carried his weight easier with every stride. This was good. she'd done an excellent job, much better than the arrogant bronc had first thought. his minded drifted momentarily on thought of revenge. that slippery little banshee hadn't scraped through by all that much.. he could always try again. but his mind quickly moved on, being one of short attention span he quickly analysed the notion and dismissed it to mill among the others in the pool of his psyche. he brought himself bck to reality, to the wooded path, and the pathy light, already the air was much darker, even so close to the edge of the forest. He felt the phina moving beside him, let his pace synchronise with hers, because it was the easiest thing to do with the drum of hoofbeats. one could hardly help it. Coming to a crossroads he paused, deciding to play a different game.
He politely looked to the mare for direction, though nothing was said his eyes attempted a polite which way would you prefer? but it got jumbled somewher among the flames and deep, unending voids and came out more like choose. quickly. waiting, he shifted his weight around, leaning on the damaged leg until he felt the pain ripple through his leg, then settling back on the other three limbs, pausing to steady his heart and repeating the process again.
((OOC:yes yes very sloppy and unpretty. so sorry.))
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