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Subject: =+=Depressed=+=

Author:
Wyatchee

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Date Posted: 18:37:31 11/22/02 Fri
In reply to: Carinosa 's message, "The firey chestnut lifts her head, snorting impatiently." on 15:26:19 10/29/02 Tue

=+=Coal-black steed wathced on from distance, dial swiveling madly. Deep, depressed sigh is forced from cavity. He had waited to long, he had been a coward, for he, too, had loved her, had been watching her, though he was not from this herd. Swinging dial rhythmatically, he slinks off into the shadows.=+=

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[> Subject: *the stallion darts among the undergrowth*

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Ocean Depths
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Date Posted: 14:01:30 11/23/02 Sat

*as a glimmer of copper attracts his gaze as a new penny in the sun draws the eyes of a human, he peers through the vines to see Carinosa low to the ground in hiding. Just as he was about to yell that he could see her, he turns to view a retracting form of a stallion. Turning to watch his departure in curiousity, he turns to her with a curious glance, wondering if she knew who he was any better than he.*