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Date Posted: 21:30:41 06/09/03 Mon
Author: SilverStar
Subject: Message in a Bottle
In reply to: Nevermore 's message, "|Never Say Never||" on 21:04:02 06/08/03 Sun

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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