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Date Posted: 20:53:07 09/03/03 Wed
Author: Glory
Subject: Glory
In reply to: Glory 's message, "Glory" on 14:21:52 09/02/03 Tue

"Cole, I am sure, I will be fine. Just stay here. I will be back soon." she didn't really want to be by herself right now but it was a short journey and she could make it safely. Her eyes meet the stallion's own and held a warm feeling. "I promise." with that, she cantered off, not giving him a chance to argue.

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[> \.soar./ -- Circasia, 21:06:11 09/03/03 Wed [1]

\.catching a familiar scent, the filla raises her delicate cranium. her dark orbs gaze over the lands, coming to rest on the haggard form of her father. a moment's hesitation, and she makes her way to him. a short nuzzle and a worried look, and then her quiet voice breaks the silence./ Hi Dad... War, huh?

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[> [> *Simple and Plain* -- Cole, 22:56:07 09/03/03 Wed [1]

*His worried gaze followed Glory's retreating figure before his daughter's touch gained his attention. At her rather astute observation, he emitted a dry chuckle* That it is my dear *he uttered softly, indulging in a few loving nuzzles of his own. It had been too long since he had seen Ciri, too long indeed*

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