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Subject: Now she looks at him - really looks at him.

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Nyssia

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Date Posted: 20:43:54 12/15/02 Sun
In reply to: Nyssia 's message, "Silently, without real interest, she steps within the land." on 08:04:03 12/15/02 Sun

However, the thoughts that run sharply through her head are not reflected upon her visage, and soon her gaze is lowered again. Turning her head, she looks through a curtain of leaves to where a small babbling brook trips merrily along.

The eyes of the mare fill with some remote expression of the beginning of inner peace as she watches the water. Without looking towards him again, she simply utters a quiet, "Thank you. It's very lovely here." She is silent for a few seconds more. "I take it you have not been residing here, in this territory, for long?"

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Frozen Dreams
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Date Posted: 10:11:13 12/16/02 Mon

Frozen Dreams
Mistaking her distracted gaze for a hint that she would prefer to be left alone he had already backed up a few steps when her question came, and not wanting to disturb peace by raising his voice at all he stepped forward, again into the shade of the willow. The breeze making the shadows dance across his arrogant features.
You are right, I came to the valley around..
He trailed off a few seconds. how long had it been? he'd been so busy time had flown by.. he thought back, the effort caused his brain to scream with weariness and so, deciding he would never decide on the right date, or even week he answered vaguely
early in the month I believe. Not long anyways. And yourself? Where do you reside?
he had not meant to ask, to require any effort in the answerings of his idle questions but the one inquiry had slipped his tired guard and ventured forth, so he stood, neck arched proudly, waiting for her answer, idly pawing at the ground with a polished flint.

f r o z e n | d r e a m s
Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude.