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Subject: ^Unbreakable^

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Impression's Glass

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Date Posted: 16:12:25 12/23/02 Mon
In reply to: Impression's Glass 's message, "^Walk's In slowly Looking around for Frozen dream's^" on 11:33:12 12/23/02 Mon

She begins to think that maybe this stallion isn't all he seem's to be on the outside...pride is all in his eye's and for that she respected him...he said what he needed and for that it left her wondering...but she did not pry time would play it out...

How long will your king be?

She turned around to face the stallion completly,

I mean till he arrives with the healer?

Her gaze was still strict and still no pity for the stallion, but her eyes showed respect for him, and her heart also....

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Frozen Dreams
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Date Posted: 16:58:39 12/23/02 Mon

Frozen Dreams
He shrugged, boredly almost,

as long as it takes to find the healer. could be days, considering the season.

he observed the respect in her eyes and smiled inwardly.rightly she should dictated his arrogant disposition, and the refreshing thought of being respected served to feed the fire in his eyes, helped in restoring it, in nursing it back to health. for the fragment that he held there, tenaciously was all that was left save the pride in his heart. the show-off part of him was slowly rekindling and as his labrums pressed together again he tossed his mane, exhibiting the perfect complement of midnight on dusty beige.f r o z e n | d r e a m s
Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude