.: I'm no brute but I am here :. -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 19:52:38 07/12/03 Sat
Author: Light's Final Honor
Subject: .: I'm no brute but I am here :.
In reply to: Imperial Destiny....Unsolved Mysteries 's message, "Destiny id a Mysterious thing....Can you Figure Me Out?" on 16:48:40 07/12/03 Sat

The bay sprite assumed the traditional two-beat gait and ambled over at her own leasure. Time could be used as she pleased. With a shy toss to her miniscule head she kindly welcomes them. "Welcome to Paradise Isle, I'm Light's Final Honor. Are you here for the tournament thingy?" She asked, pleased with how well her words were getting on.

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[> Suprise....Amusement -- Imperial Destiny....Unsolved Mysteries, 20:59:11 07/12/03 Sat [1]

The first, a black and white overo, spoke. ~~Yes, I am. My twin here, is not. She is here with me, for speech is not a gift bestowed upon her.~~ She shook her head, sending bi-colored tresses cascading down her face, framing it to perfection. Her younger twin stood quietly, unmoving, silent. She listened, and understood, but could not reply. She too, shook herself free of the water and sand that had lodged itself on her hide along the journey here.

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