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Date Posted: 22:24:09 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

.reconciliation...what a concept.because of a single mishap, be it intentionally or some thing beyond our control, we are judged for our entire life.perhaps for some, redemption is a possibility, but as for him, he was set to face any punishment that may be delt for his actions.

.unaware, indeed.he hadn't the most abstract of a thought of the mare's intent and had no wish of his own to ask about it.of course, he could not tell her the truth about his entrance to these lands, though he could not lie.it was against his morals.

"With the utmost respect, m'lady, I feel that I can't nor should answer that right now. Perhaps another time. So about you...why are you here?"

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[> .:Princess in Hiding:. -- Elven, 22:48:09 12/06/03 Sat [1]

Perhaps everything wasn't peachy keen in Neverneverland after all. The uncertainty behind his presence here bothered the mare, becoming a niggling worm that tickled the back of her mind. But what could she do about it? Staying close was the only option. Feathered hooves carried her closer to the stallion, heavy ebonite thumping hollowly on the packed earth. She halted half a body's length away, her head high and her neck arched.

.:I was born here:. she replied simply, refusing to elaborate any further. Her royal heritage was not something she flaunted, nor cared to share with anyone. Why would they care? She wasn't in the running for the crown and more than likely never would be so to her people, she was just like every one of them. Ah, now to continue onward with the pleasantries. What to say...what to say.

.:Where is your birthplace?:. she asked lamely, silently cursing herself for her ineptitude.

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