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Subject: \./ .insidious. .shade. \./

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Malussinn

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Date Posted: 16:45:05 12/24/02 Tue
In reply to: Rivers Edge 's message, "A filly walks into the clearing" on 13:14:47 12/24/02 Tue

"Indeed you have your resources, Psyche," the father and King informed her coldly as he stepped to her side. "But you also have a father - a father who is very much angered by your manners." Lowering his dish-plated visage to the filly's level, his voice lowered to a deadly whisper. "And just maybe I should request this stallion to teach you a lesson. No daughter of mine will wave her position around like a banner; not while I live."

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Psyche
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Date Posted: 17:00:29 12/24/02 Tue

Psyche regarded her professed father with eyes of steel. At that moment she hated everything.

"Fine." She spoke quietly, dangerously. Her acid expression had closed off once more. "Fine."

As she turned to go, the intensity of her anger became unbearable. She had to let it out. "Kill me off then, Malussinn," She hissed, "Maybe Evil was right about me in the beginning."