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Date Posted: 19:49:04 10/25/02 Fri
Author: Skip
Subject: *A light glitter appears in his troubled optics*
In reply to: X 's message, "*He turns his head towards the stumbling gelding, not recognizing the face until he speaks. He spins on his heel and runs towards his son.* Skip! Oh my lord! What has happened to you, where did you go? *His eyes tear up with emotion that has never been seen in this noble stallion* Ivory! Please go to Malussin, we need a healer now! KMD, please, if you can, try to locate Amurath, I want her here." on 18:58:32 10/25/02 Fri

*His voice is nothing but a scratchy whisper, and his throat swells in pain having to speak* ...I...went to help family members...my cousin and uncle were in trouble...I fought with Chemeleon the wild phenomenon...he won, but left me in anguish. I was then left to wander the countryside alone. Little boys threw stones at me and jeered calling me "old nag". The townspeople thought of me as dangerous and I was taken and gelded. For 3 years I worked under the whip of the most cruel person imaginable...he destroyed me...I left in this condition...escaped...couldn't press on...I knew by now Irresistable must have left me...and Shadow...Killer...and my father...would I be forgotten...*His voice dies, and he only gestures back with looks of pain. There may be little hope that the steed's spirit will return...He smiles though, knowing that he is safe now.*

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