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Date Posted: 23:47:43 07/06/03 Sun
Author: Daughter of Light
Subject: No
In reply to: Steel Dream 's message, "Fare ye well...." on 16:18:49 07/06/03 Sun

A whisper reached her ear, faint, surreal. Against the tickling breath, she flicked the listener once before craning her neck to observe the creature whose breath it was. Seeing her own player, the mare snorts derisively and turns away. "I do not care what you have to say, insolent girl. You have left me with no hope, no friends, and no reason to live. Why should I hear your sniveling?" Frowning, the girl, brown hair cut short, answers, "Because this is dearly important to you." The palomino flicks her ears again boredly, cream tail lazily dashing against her side. "It's about Steel," the girl continues. Two golden listeners prick instantly in the brunette's direction, who continues her fierce whispering.

Four beats sound across the territory rapidly, almost blurring together into one solid rumble. Racing into the wind against time, her hated Enemy, the desperate mare hardly notices as the grassy turf gives way abruptly to sand. Churning the sand in a spray behind her, she leaps over a wave into the sea, continuing to run. The water pulled at her legs until they could run no more, but she could just see a dark chestnut speck in the distance. "Steel!" A more heartfelt cry had never been heard by the uncaring waves that crested over her head. "Steel Dream!" she cries again brokenly, aching to see the speck turn and grow larger. Lost in a rush of emotions, she turns from the ocean, legs carrying her back up the beach tirelessly. She veers sharply and resumes galloping up a large hill, which peaked at a cliff overlooking the sea. She must not let that dot disappear from her vision. Never. "Steel Dream, I love you!" her frantic whinny resounds. No... he couldn't go. Rearing fretfully, she paws the air once before wheeling and galloping back down, hooves gashing a new path through the sand. "Steel..." she says quietly to herself, hopelessly, helplessly. Taking no notice of her lathered, now dark coat or matted, salty mane, she forces all of her will into a last, desperate thought, as if thinking it would make it true. Come back, she urges the speck. Please... I love you.

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[> *His whinny pierces the silent summer day. He had not known> -- Xiaoyu, 02:09:15 07/07/03 Mon [1]

his grandfather much, but Basandara, his twin sister, had told him how good and loving he was. A crystal tear rolls down his buckskin cheek.*

(occ-This was Basandara's first player. I will always miss you! But look! Now we don't have a queen OR king! How should we live!*Drama music plays while Angel faints on a table.*)

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