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Date Posted: 14:40:52 01/08/03 Wed
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's message, "-jumps around and points at her post- Solidity....aerial...hello? i wrote this whole long thing, i demand u reply :-p" on 11:47:04 01/03/03 Fri
- If she had eyebrows, one would surely be elevated sardonically. Encounters the female’s gaze without recoiling, matching her stare for stare frigidly in her own modest manner, never exhibiting anything but indifference, yet inside smoldering incessantly. Cheap shots eh? If her memory served correctly, she had been trounced first before she had ever laid tooth or talon on the mare. Besides, the injuries were not detrimental, simply cautioning. Yet the insults so casually thrown at her install incense; not the rash type that leads to nowhere but trouble, but anger quietly under arrest and put to work intelligently. Trash, was she? Perhaps, just an illegitimate bastard with a nameless, faceless father and a hellion mother, but in the scheme of existence, what does that matter? Her boasts meant nothing to her, besides, she had no trepidation of defeat; life was simply a duty, her ticket to hell. Another saying to live by: life is as heavy as a mountain, death as light as a feather. Trash or no trash, challenge accepted -
†Hell†
†On†
†Hooves†
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