(-Bitter Taste of Reality-) -- Paradise Isle

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Date Posted: 07:51:43 05/14/03 Wed
Author: (-Shazaam-)
Subject: (-Bitter Taste of Reality-)
In reply to: Basandara 's message, "*She smiles up at her uncle. He was her idol. She had always looked>>>" on 17:15:08 04/28/03 Mon

(*)In the desperate hours of longing and needing to feel his family. To feel warm and safe in his mother's embrace, he had finally realized that he had done it. He had gone off and survived alone, on his own, in lands, never even dreamed of here. He pressed his warm muzzle against his mother's chest and breathed in deeply. A soft smile curved brims as he caught sight of Dusty and... he was guessing her colt. He then nonchalantly nibbled on Basa's mane while looking at them all(*) "It is good to be in your sights Mom. And Dusty! My, have you grown... and is that a son I see by your side?"

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