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Date Posted: 21:04:02 06/08/03 Sun
Author: Nevermore
Subject: |Never Say Never||
Unshod hooves tap the earth in their own riverdance pattern, crushing verdant blades of grass with each step, each flowing stride that carried his massive steel frame deeper within the mirage of a land. Slowly though they draw to a halt as if he felt any further movement was an intrustion, dark eyes flicker enigmaticlly, half hidden by untamed ebony locks cascading about the slightly arabic features of his head held high with nobility, crest arched proudly and every other well formed muscle taught within his hadsome yet vaguely rugged form, a single scar on his flawless dark platinum hindquaters the only hint to the trying life of the youthful stallion. Ebony nasals flare taking in the scent of all about, he was indeed an attractive feature but forlorned eyes tell a story of untold heartbreak, softening his strong exterior to one slightly more approachable. Perhaps this would be a welcoming home? Although his hopes never flew too far.
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Hey -- Ellie, 22:04:36 06/08/03 Sun [1]
Sterling mare shakes her ivory forelock out of the way of her eyes, her stocky bodice halting locomotion within speaking distance. Her strong legs shift for a moment, upon when she grins. "Hello, and welcome to Paradise Isle, my name is Ellie."
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||Never Say Never|| -- Nevermore, 19:55:45 06/09/03 Mon [1]
Dark cranium turns, providing a more flattering view of the handsome brute, steel in hue. Dark eyes inspect une femme with caution, ebony nasals flaring, inhaling her scent. As sudden as it rose his concious fades, dark eyes soften, smiling in absence of human lips and meeting hers with a gracious dip of his nobal head, spilling more unbothered black strands in front of his features. Bonjour Mademoiselle, I'm Nevermore, thank yo for your greeting His reply pouring from him as if he was speaking with all his heart, I was intrested in residing in your paradiscal home
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Message in a Bottle -- SilverStar, 21:30:41 06/09/03 Mon [1]
A filly, almost a mare, flinty hooves flying along the ground effortlessly in a smooth rhythmic canter, far swifter and more beautiful than any wind, though this is as though walking to the femme, flys by, not noticing the two equines until she passes them. Whirling gracefully, fiery dark eyes sparkling with joy in her light run, she slows to a brisk trot, her raven tresses lifting in the breeze, showing off her proud crest as her cloudy midnight legs lift and fall. Her brilliant silver coat shines brightly in the golden sun as she tosses her delicately dished silver face with its snowy thin stripe, its velveteen dusky muzzle pointing slightly toward the sky. A clear, wild silvery voice rings out from her, saying ~~Hello! I'm sorry, I was just running for a bit...I didn't mean to be rude.~~ She falters, beautiful head held high, hoping she doesn't get in trouble for running through a territory not her own.
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Come Full Circle -- Polar Ice, 21:47:53 06/09/03 Mon [1]
Delicate ivory femoira steps forth from the shadows. Icy orbs light up with joy at the sight of Nevermore. Lithe limbs carry her forth slowly but gracefully. Halting her motion a few paces from the small group, she dipped her tiara in greeting. Immaculate ivory hide stretched tightly over her bony frame, giving the appearance of a ghostly skeleton. Vocals open in greeting, ~~~~Greetings, Nevermore. It has been a long time.~~<-i>~~
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Yes well -- Ellie, 22:24:43 06/09/03 Mon [1]
She smiles and nods dished crania, flicking her milky tail over her sides. "Of course you may stay," She says kindly, though greyscale thorns swivel to listen to the two others who blundered their way into the conversation.
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Message in a Bottle -- SilverStar, 20:51:03 06/10/03 Tue [1]
The silvery filly looks at the ivory mare, then glances at the mascu, her fiery dark-eyed gaze finally flicking to the shining grey mare. She smiles at her ivory friend as a greeting. She paws gently at the dry earth with a flinty hoof on a dusky midnight leg, silky raven rivers lifting on her steel-hued lightly dappled arched neck, velvety black nostrils flaring slightly in light irritation at being ignored as she politely, yet steely, addresses the sterling mare and the stallion. ~~I am sorry for my interruption, beg pardon. My name is SilverStar, may I ask yours?~~
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||Never Say Never|| -- Nevermore, 22:18:05 06/10/03 Tue [1]
Steel youth whuffs from ebony nasals, dark choclate pools flickering with an unreadble emtotion from behind stray tangled strands of a raven forelock. Surprise glitters amongst endless depths as the familiar approaches, estranged and sickly, a form he'd once seen so alive. Emotions furrow as he dips his regal skull once more in greeting to th to newer. Yes, it's been long, too long perhaps... a repelling aura softens with care for the related elder yet a proper demeaor insists he greet the others with some belated response Tis a pleasure M'Lady Silverstar, it is no trouble at all. And Mademoiselle, thank you much for your kindness, it seems a welcomed home is a rare thing indeed these days He ofers occular smiling graciously, enhancing already handsome features and form.
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Message in a Bottle -- SilverStar, 11:23:39 06/11/03 Wed [1]
Wild, dark fiery eyes look at the stallion piercingly as silvery dappled satin coat gleams brightly in the golden sun and the filly tosses her exquisite dished head, silky dark muzzle momentarily lifting to the azure sky. She says with a smile in her clear wild voice, ~~Merci, I do not get to speak French very often!~~
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||Never Say Never|| -- Nevermore, 11:45:27 06/12/03 Thu [1]
Noir strands hang limply before choclate depths that dance with amusment as helooks to the others dipping his head once more Is tere anything i could do to repent you ladies for your kindness?
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Come Full Circle -- Polar Ice, 16:44:02 06/12/03 Thu [1]
Ivory femoira glances at the mascu, her eyes smiling warmly at her "long lost" nephew. Her eyes twinkle at the silvery young filly, but turn cold as her gaze falls on the other milky-tailed mare. There was no reason for her coldness to myself and Star, she thought. Turning her gaze back to the silvery filly, she speaks, ~~Ah, ma petite, your French is much improved!~~
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Message in a Bottle -- SilverStar, 16:50:37 06/12/03 Thu [1]
The graceful filly prances on smoky midnight legs, eyes dancing at her old friend, the steely raindrops highlighted in her satiny sterling coat . She stands still, silky raven waterfalls cascading on slender arched crest at her abrupt stop as she whinnies in a laughing silvery voice, Of course it has, as I did not even know how to speak it when I last saw you!
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||Never Say Never|| -- Nevermore, 16:48:20 06/13/03 Fri [1]
Laughter echoes in enigmatic spheres as a chuckle emits itself mfrom near black lips , nadsals flaring again Oui, tu as parles francais tres bien the foced french lilt dignifying his sweet youthful, ton as ebon locs sweep nochalantly over taught steel quaters, every well built muscle bunched like an coiled spring.
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Message in a Bottle -- SilverStar, 17:13:06 06/13/03 Fri [1]
Dark fiery eyes sparkle with internal laughter as the filly dances on dusky midnight legs, her movements graceful as a gazelle. She rears playfully, flinty hooves tearing at the air, satin coat shining bright quiksilver in the sun, rivers of raven flying and whirling on lithe scultured neck. She lands and tosses dished head, laughing in a silvery clear voice, ~~Merci beaucoup, le monsieur gentil! Et pouvoir je dis que votre possède tout à fait est poli!~~
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Come Full Circle... -- Polar Ice, 16:11:35 06/14/03 Sat [1]
Ivory fae nods, eyes sparkling with interest. Tresses fall over her bony frame, giving her a wild, half-dead appearance. ~~Ah, Nevermore! Pourquoi cherchez-vous une maison quand vous avez un déjà? Vous nous avez abandonnés dans notre heure de besoin? J'ai pensé de vous améliorez.~~ Her tone was hard, but mockingly. She meant no unkindness, it was simply that she would die before seeing her world fall apart...again.
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||Never Say Never|| -- Nevermore, 19:34:38 06/14/03 Sat [1]
Once jovial eyes darken dramticlly, shielded with what seems to be a bitter mirror of black glass I left for it wasn't seeming that I was welcomed there anymore, perhaps I'm not, a birthplace isn't nesscarily a home in the end, my mother is gone and I heard you were passed. Others seemed rather bothered by my presence, why should I of stayed?
(lol my french only goes so far, I'm only going into second year this fall, I jsut elarned to congegate the verbs & some other lil stuff lol)
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Message in a Bottle -- SilverStar, 22:33:40 06/15/03 Sun [1]
At the ivory mare's reproof to the mascu, dark fiery eyes watch them both piercingly, one slender midnight leg pawing idly at the earth, wind caressing silky raven rivers on shining sterling crest so that they fly gently. She tips exquisite tapered head with its thin stripe and smoky teacup muzzle slightly to one side, pondering the mare's rebuke to the stallion. The prodigal son? she muses inwardly. From velvety muzzle comes a whinny, Perhaps you would like to discuss matters alone? She feels it would be good for them to be able to speak freely without her presence.
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||Never Say Never|| -- Nevermore, 13:42:28 06/16/03 Mon [1]
There isn't anything else to be discussed, you may remain if you wish too his reply simple, slightly bothered by the dismal remarks and even mroe turned away. The heart was the only mind you should listen too, and his spoke that that place wasn't a home to him anymore.
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Come Full Circle... -- Polar Ice, 14:38:10 06/20/03 Fri [1]
She nods quietly. ~~Je comprends Plus jamais. J'aussi, pour un temps, un feutre superflu, et gauche. Ma fille est là-bas, vous vous souvenez d'elle je pense. La fille de Temps? Elle sera belle avec son père, s'il reste cette fois. Je resterai avec vous.~~ Her tone was bitter when she mentioned the name of the silver steed who had at one time claimed her heart for his own. He had betrayed her once, and she was not about to open up just so he could do it again.
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Message in a Bottle -- SilverStar, 21:54:14 06/20/03 Fri [1]
Dark, limpid pools of untameable fire watch the scene unfold, ebon nostrils flaring in the dark muzzle. The dished face with its slim stripe is tipped slightly toward the sky, the long silky midnight tresses caressed slightly by the cool breeze, cascading down the graceful neck in a kind of rivery splendor. Slender jet black legs are still, the thick dark river that was her tail lifting slightly in the wind. Her silver hide gleams, showing off dark raindrops of steel in the satin coat. She restlessly begins to prance, lightly dancing on the dry earth, and tosses her tapered head, dusky teacup muzzle pointing toward the sky, letting out a wild, calling whinny. Raven rivers on the lithe crest are thrown into the wind, and swirl wildly, whirling with an inner wind of their own, forgetting the sleek flow of before. Midnight legs spring into a drumbeat thunder, sleek sterling coat gleaming with its steely drops, the raven mane and tail flying with that inner wind, the stormy fire of the eyes...she is a drop of bright quiksilver, a silver storm. She calls to them in her clear wild voice, ~~I must fly...do you care to join me?~~
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