^upon silent wings^ -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 20:21:56 11/19/03 Wed
Author: Resaelis
Subject: ^upon silent wings^
In reply to: Resaelis 's message, "^broken home^" on 21:25:43 11/18/03 Tue

^the stallion looks up at the nicker and then the pounding of hooves. as he is touched by the flicka first, he smiles, a glimmer of his old self^ Hello again... Your Majesty. ^absent he may have seemed, but uninformed he was not^ No need to worry, I'm still light. Just different, is all. Glory, long time no see. ^his smile is genuine, though his actions are reserved. ebonite eyes look around, and at the arrival of more darks, he snorts angrily and paws the silken sands with an obsidian dagger^ They have no right. ^speaking to no one in particular and yet loud enough for most to hear, the masculine's voice is low and carries an edge^

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[> flame retardent -- Glory, 09:45:12 11/20/03 Thu [1]

Hearing his cool words, she nodded, she shouldn�t be surprised but was anyway. Looking in the direction he did, she snorted.

~The Mythical are coming, Little Love gave me her word, and another should be coming as well.~

She scanned the skies for any sign of entrance, and upon the arrival of the two dragons shuddered, she had no love for those bloodthirsty beasts, allies or foe. Her amber orbs seemed to lose their fire, her stance relaxed, and her head fell a level. She sighed, allowing the last of her fire to ebb. She had lost so much, it seemed as if she had lost her fire as well. She nodded to the two, and slowly turned, her head low, munching on small shoots of verdant foliage, nourishing the husk that was her frame.

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