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Subject: Watching Author: Lavaterra [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 09:57:18 01/13/03 Mon In reply to: × Oblivious × 's message, ".. ive arrived .." on 18:20:05 01/11/03 Sat She stood by and watched, her son forgotten. Malussinn's wisdom still amazed her, he had been ever since she had met him in the beginning. He was the Evils, he made them what they are today. She respected him with all her heart, and her loyalties would always lie with he. The new mare irked her, and she wanted to tell her off. Disrespectful, arrogant, such traits annoyed her though she held them herself. Black-tinted maw held shut, she only listens. She was curious as to see what the mare would say in response. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: -what happened to my thesaurus?- Author: Frozen Dreams [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 14:06:12 01/13/03 Mon Frozen Dreams small talk. conversation of the like usually irked him to the point of disgust. but not if questions were directed at him. about him. or anywhere within that general topic. with mental restrain he pushed everything into the corners of his mind and forgot his many bickering senses to allow himself an indulgance in the querries brought to him. even the smallest of self-assured smiles corssed his labrums hesitantly, as a deer stepping onto the ice in winter. to make sure it really is frozen. with the blink of an eye he observed all else that passed, the arrival of the foal, Oblivious' retreat into the shadows and the resigned contemplation upon the king's pallet. an answer came to him absent of the usual lethargy of formal speech and was put forth with something so close to jovial it might have crossed the line. better than i expected, actually. opening the school to creatures outside of the Valley is most definitely an excellent idea, one i must credit to you. even his reluctant approach to praise anything that wasn't him. nor remotely resembled him failed to wrench the swell of pride. and as he fell silent he rsted more comfortably.. momentary distraction or not the out of the blue question had eased his troubled mind for the present and the dusty stallion contentedly ignored all that had moments ago twitched his malaise and didain. f r o z e n | d r e a m s Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude.