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Subject: [life as we know it]

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Frozen Dreams

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Date Posted: 16:49:13 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

Frozen Dreams
Relegating control of the situation to his King Frozen Dreams falls back to the side of the orphaned filly, shifting his glance from the two seething equine forms to hers. perhaps he was trying to gauge how she felt? it wasn't very possible to decide. he definitely wouldn't have recognized any feeling she could possibly portray toward the situation, but look her over he did.
Satisfied for the moment he turned back to the situation at hand. fixing his arrogant stare on the other three creatures.

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

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Malussinn
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Date Posted: 10:04:24 12/25/02 Wed

He blinked once, slowly with a sudden suppression of emotion. "Do you think he was right, Psyche? Should I really kill you?" Void of emotion, he might as well have been asking her the time. "It could be," he mused aloud, "that the only reason why Evil is right is because you're making it so. But... no, perhaps you were born rotten and I should kill you off and then try again with another." Nothing of the princess's actions and words seemed to faze the black steed. They were simply... curious to him.