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Date Posted: 19:34:47 10/13/02 Sun
Author: Sea of Mistakes
Subject: *~*Flee Your Sea*~*

…I didn’t mean it…


*~* The small mare’s footsteps were like those of a ballet dancer. The dusty bay cloak that clothed her muscled physique, complimented her already magnificent symmetry. Waved locks lapped at her trim, arched boa, and their hue only slightly darker than that of her pelt. Her banner raised itself high above her short, wide back, rippling in the zephyr her motion created. She halted, throwing her plush muzzle up at the sky nares flaring, gems rolling white. The Caspian half reared, twin pinnacles swiveling, lacing back then flicking forth. Labriums part in a scream, and she lunged forward, galloping into this new world she had found for herself.*~*


.call me.
Sea of Mistakes


.seasoned.
4
.bred.
Caspian


.genre.
Fair


.colored.
Bay


.past.
She was born far far east of here, into a wild herd of those her likeness. She grew quickly into a beautiful mare. When she was three years old humans came to round up her herd, she fought, striking out she killed one of the two leggeds. Another raised his rifle, a young stallion who had loved her since before thay could remember, hurled himself infront of her, and took the shot. The stallion fell, the humans left in fear, they had shot one of these prized stallions. As the brute slowly died she watched in horror, he had loved her so, but she had always denied him…Now it was too late. The others became cruel, blaming her for the handsome steeds death. She fled her Sea of Mistakes…


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