*Turns quietly to Spring...* -- Dark Love

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Subject: *Turns quietly to Spring...*

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Dark Love

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Date Posted: 14:08:28 06/12/01 Tue
In reply to: Music 's message, "~!~ Quiet slumber.... ~!~" on 12:23:07 06/11/01 Mon

*As he turns to talk to Spring, he notices that the familiar mare had awakened. He whickers in a warm welcome and then smiles. His kind orbs glitter lightly despite their shrouded angle beneath the heavy veil. He nudges Spring lovingly and then turns to the mare...* M'lady...This is my daughter, Spring's Sweet Beauty...*He smiles proudly, holding his head with honor and pride...* Spring, this is Music Of The Night...*He smiles and turns kindly to the mare, and whickers for Fair Love...*

Fair Love-
*Little filly's lobes flitter forth upon hearing her father's whicker. Quickly she trots long-leggedly through the brush and appears unto the meadow. She sees Spring, her father, and someone else. She scrunches her muzzle in confusion and looks to her father, her orbs inquiring upon him. Her adorable face looks to the mare with a certain kindness. The filly stands beside her father, her black and white coat bearly able to seperate which was which. She was tall, long-legged, and had an Arabian's grace, refinement, and dished muzzle. She whickers and nudges her father...* Dad? Who is she? *The filly's tiny whisper is kind of loud, and she notices. She blushes, her cheeks turning crimson. She turns to the mare and nods greeting..*

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Subject	Author	Date
~!~ Tired eyes rise... ~!~	Music	07:23:37 06/13/01 Wed
the filly prances about the mare -- Spring, 23:02:14 06/13/01 Wed ~!~ Gentle laughter .. ~!~ -- Music, 06:14:04 06/14/01 Thu she stands perfectly still... -- Spring, 18:35:00 06/14/01 Thu ~!~ Laughs brightly ... ~!~ -- Music, 06:01:15 06/15/01 Fri He laughs delightedly... \|\| She grins and whinnies shrilly... (NT) -- Dark Love and Fair Love, 17:47:06 06/17/01 Sun ~!~ Soft smile... ~!~ -- Music, 07:45:53 06/18/01 Mon