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Date Posted: 21:35:20 12/06/03 Sat
Author: .the.sandman.
Subject: .sanity is the madness preferred by the majority.
In reply to: SHAZAAM 's message, "(.absolution is the key, and my guiding light.)--everyone/all--returning" on 21:32:02 12/04/03 Thu

.normal rhythmatic heartbeat returns along with an equilibrial state of mentality.he normally wasn't near so vocal on expressing his emotions as he had just been.sweat trickled off ghastly pale hide as he bowed once more out of the felt need to appologize for his outbreak.

.the cold of night caused his sweaty pelt to shiver.they say that the eyes are the window to the soul, and upon looking through the window of this mare, he saw something...something that justified her own outburst.she had some kind of hard past, something she delt with through the same kind of silence that he used to mask his own.

.a radiant beam of moonlight struck down upon the two, and he saw for the first time how beatiful she was.

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[> .:Princess in Hiding:. -- Elven, 21:44:53 12/06/03 Sat [1]

She retained the silence, her gaze as always never wavering from his own. He was more than likely unaware that she saw in him a chance to redeem herself. Having always been a recluse, she was a princess with no real connection with those she sought to protect. She was unknown and unseen, a wraith that rarely appeared to haunt their memories. Perhaps with this stallion, she could begin the long road to becoming what she was born to be--a champion for those she claimed as brethren. Her intentions were set within her mind, but there was no clear way of going about them. Years of being alone had hardly honed her conversational skills and so silence remained a blanket about them, unbroken by the mare. Frustration rose within her before being smashed down once more, Elven was not one to tolerate senseless emotions, even within herself.

.:I gather that you are relatively new here, why have you chosen Paradise Isle?:. she asked almost hesitantly, realizing that this was a rather boring way to begin a conversation but also accepting that she had nothing else to offer.

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