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Subject: [until the end of time] wow. running out of subject ideas

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Syndic

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Date Posted: 14:51:11 01/22/03 Wed
In reply to: Jin.rai 's message, "^.The Divine ::Thunder::.^" on 17:26:12 01/19/03 Sun

he smiled patiently, as she stumbled through the first few lines, but even the sparse details were of help to him, now the pictures formed in the back of his mind, he offered a few suggestions, his tone mild, light, friendly and eager. after all, she was doing him a favour, no? and he did appreciate it. every day things were more difficult for him than she could possibly imagine. and being able to visualise the beauty of his surroundings was almost completely barred to him; save those pictures his hearing and smell provided him, the presence of life. his imagination took over from there.
how such a small thing could differ him from every other individual stunned him, as a child we learn that common sense should tell us that leaves were green. to him there was no reason the foliage around him shouldn't be bright purple with yellow spots.

well.. what colour are you? the length of your coat, and your mane.. interesting features? your eyes? tell me about your eyes. he stopped himse there. so many questions could be asked, the ones his eyes failed to provide him with answers for, but he considered it rather more intelligent to allow her to keep up with his questioning.

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[> Subject: ^Words spoken...thoughts Given^ ((ditto))

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Jinrai
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Date Posted: 21:19:37 01/22/03 Wed

^She found this easier, not until after the words has slipped from her palate did she realize the vague absurdity of it. She chuckled within, she enjoyed speaking with him...wonder flooding her. What his perception of the world must be like...^

"Well, Ivory. Bleached. My coat, ussually thin, but many harsh winters have trained it to become a bit unkempt...a bit...shaggy. My mane, when it isn't tangled up from running into the wind in about the width of my neck...My eyes?? Blue. Sky blue."

^She had to admit...she was proud of the color, its clarity, not like the china eyes of most...Just...blue.^