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

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Malussinn

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Date Posted: 04:25:18 12/13/02 Fri
In reply to: Psyche 's message, "[ I'm too lazy to type out all the HTML for the subject. ]" on 15:36:39 12/10/02 Tue

He grinned easily at Frozen Dreams, his eyes taking on a glitter of distorted mirth. "Surprised? Everyone seems to be except Ziraga and I." A polished flint dug idly into the turf.

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Frozen Dreams
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Date Posted: 09:49:48 12/13/02 Fri

Frozen Dreams
"Surprised? ofcourse I'm surprised Sire.. I mean.." his thoughts lay scattered about in pieces and he struggled to reign in his confusion, shaking himself mentally, and physically he falls silent a few seconds, weighting the sounds of the breeze in the valley. Looking up at the other his eyes narowed ever so slightly as he gauged the worth of the steed before him. already a King? he thought, shaking his head. may the gods protect us. And, proud as he was Frozen Dreams lowered his head to the new king and murmured"majesty." before lifting it again, holding his posture this time, making up for his display of frankness, meeting new authority with his usual suave disregard and studied discipline.
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