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Frozen Dreams

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Date Posted: 08:31:23 12/21/02 Sat
In reply to: Lavaterra 's message, "She storms in, her anger surmountable." on 09:44:53 12/20/02 Fri

Frozen Dreams
Startled, Frozen Dreams looks up at the angry mare. The others rarely came near this hill. and its little tree. poor tree. the dents and chipped bark were a sharp contrast to the rest of it's thin trunked form. she alright, that one? stepping fprward slightly Frozen Dreams made his presence known with a low vibration of vocal cords. he looked on with something that was almost sympathy. almost. mostly his eyes were closed of, hard. because that was what fit his image.
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Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude

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[> Subject: (you again eh Arathorn?)

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Frozen Dreams
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Date Posted: 08:40:42 12/21/02 Sat

his thoughts mused over the other bronc with a twinkle of amusement in his dark orbs. hmmm.. we keep running into each other, don't we Arathorn? chuckle. ah well. you're an interesting enough character. plenty of story behind that one. he liked Arathorn, pechance because they seemed to think alike enough, always bumping into the same people. and each other.