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Subject: Worn out

Author:
Apathan

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Date Posted: 08:45:57 01/26/03 Sun
In reply to: Sophonia 's message, "She trots in, looking for Dancey or Malussinn or both." on 12:20:03 01/19/03 Sun

A small shudder courses through his powerful form as his friend's daughter speaks. "I'm not sure I can face up to being a great-grandpa, Dancey," he says softly. "Being a grandfather was tough enough." But his expression softens as he sees the tiny filly hopping around trying to attract attention to herself and he gives Dances with Darkness a friendly nudge. "Well, well." His eyes sparkle with amusement. "It would appear my dear friend, your father, is a great-grandfather also." He nickers a warm bass laugh. "That makes it much easier to bear, I think. Speaking of whom, where is that old coot?" Dark eyes sparkle with a grin, as he slowly starts to pick up the remaining scraps of his tattered soul, repairing the leak out of which it had been slowly escaping. Somehow life was starting to look more worth living now, now that someone seemed to care. Life goes on. And indeed, the older Healer had always been a survivor; why should now be any different?

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Malussinn
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Date Posted: 09:08:39 01/26/03 Sun

"Old coot? That hardly seems fair; I thought you would do the aging and I would do the ruling." Laughing fondly, the black stallion halted at his old friend's side, transfering a warm nudge onto the closest bay shoulder. Ever the red-eyed freak, he bared his fangs in an equine grin. "So... why precisely is everyone here? Not that I mind you all crowding up the precious air..." He nuzzled his daughter just as warmly as he had nudged his friend. Obviously clueless, as he had just stated, to the purpose of the gathering, he overlooked the small family of three standing to one side.