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Subject: [loss is life]

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Frozen Dreams

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Date Posted: 17:10:51 12/24/02 Tue
In reply to: Snow Widow 's message, "~>One Touch<~" on 15:46:21 12/24/02 Tue

Frozen Dreams
Dipping his head in a swift nod he turned himself and tossed over his shoulder

font color=silver> Feel free, Malussinn will be around to make an introduction soon I'm sure.

he strats away, pauses and looks back again, head tilting to one side. this was getting easier, and besides she hadn't pitied him the injury.

It was good. I lost, to a most noble victor.

a smirk crosses his features as he turns away, chortling silently and trotted - unsteadily - away, back to his little hill with it's odd, winter fruit bearing tree.

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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[> Subject: ~>One Touch<~
Author: Snow Widow [ Edit \| View ]	Date Posted: 17:24:34 12/24/02 Tue She looks at him his grait seemed hardly strained...hmm she wondered....she couldn't think like that at least not now..maybe later..she trots around till she finds a suitable patch of grass and starts to graze..although keeping watch on the new herd..and on the stallion she met...