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Date Posted: 17:51:38 06/04/05 Sat
Author: Tonight's Trooper
Subject: . : ' * ^The Greatest Fear Is Fear Itself ^ * ' : .
In reply to: Waters Warrior 's message, "Re: ::mesmerise you with my touch::" on 16:44:56 06/04/05 Sat

>>>>>>>>>The sun beat down upon the earth, burning
>>>>>everything
>>>>>>>>>in its path; the grass was turning yellow where
>>>>>>there
>>>>>>>>>was any; the red sand beneath the horses’ feet
>>>>>>>created
>>>>>>>>>almost constant dust storms; the smell of smoke
>>>>>>could
>>>>>>>>>be smelt from miles.
>>>>>>>>> The lake, the crowning glory of the valley,
>was
>>>>>low
>>>>>>>>>and turning dry; it held the least amount of
>>>water
>>>>>>it
>>>>>>>>>ever had; summer had never been so bad before.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>As dusk came and went, Tonight’s Trooper left
>>the
>>>>>>>>>coolness of the cave he had taken refuge in all
>>>>>>day.
>>>>>>>>>He reached the lake and bent down to take a
>>drink
>>>>>to
>>>>>>>>>quench his thirst, but his nose just found sand
>>>>and
>>>>>>>>>dust.
>>>>>>>>>He sighed, exasperated by the weather and
>clouds
>>>>of
>>>>>>>>>dust went spiraling into the air, sending him
>>>into
>>>>>a
>>>>>>>>>coughing fit.
>>>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>>>He searched the sky, as he had done since the
>>>>night
>>>>>>>>>his mother passed on; searching for the angel
>>>that
>>>>>>>she
>>>>>>>>>was sure to be, or maybe searching for another
>>>>>>>shadow;
>>>>>>>>>the long wait for his father never seemed to
>>pass
>>>>>>>even
>>>>>>>>>though he knew his father’s fate.
>>>>>>>>>To the stars and the moon, and to remind
>himself
>>>>he
>>>>>>>>>uttered, “The greatest fear is fear itself.”
>>>>>>>>>And then addressing the sand that spiraled
>>around
>>>>>>him
>>>>>>>>>in its taunting fashion he addressed it, “so
>you
>>>>>>want
>>>>>>>>>to dance do you?”
>>>>>>>>The small mahogany bay mare danced up to the new
>>>>>>horse
>>>>>>>>her ears pricked carfully, deep green eyes
>alert.
>>>>>>With
>>>>>>>>a snort and a toss of her head she pranced
>closer
>>>>>>>>wanting to meet this new person yet not wanting
>>to
>>>>>>>>intrude. "Hello. I am Waters Warrior. Who are
>>>>you??"
>>>>>>>Turning at the voice that sounded like gentle
>rain
>>>>in
>>>>>>>a hot desert, he smiled from ear to ear, glad
>that
>>>>he
>>>>>>>finally had a bit of company.
>>>>>>>"Good evening m'lady," he lowered his head as a
>>>sign
>>>>>>>of reverance and respect, "I am Tonight's
>Trooper.
>>>>>And
>>>>>>>what do I owe the plesure of the company of such
>a
>>>>>>>fine looking lass as youself?" he questioned.
>>>>>>The black mare had seen the two horses,
>recognizing
>>>>>>one as Rockslide's friend. She trotted up
>>curiously,
>>>>>>pricking her ears and nickering in a friendly
>>>>>>greeting. "Hey, I'm Jazzy" she said, looking at
>the
>>>>>>new stallion and slightly familiar mahogany mare.
>>>>>
>>>>>He turned at the arrival of the new mare and
>lowered
>>>>>his head again, "good evening Jazzy, I am Tonight's
>>>>>Trooper." He looked at both the mares, curiosity
>>>>>burning at his tongue, "how can your mates possibly
>>>>>let you out of sight for your beauty and obvious
>>>>>friendliness must have them at your knees like
>>>>>puppies?"
>>>>Jazzy laughed, a high, melodic tone. "I am not
>worthy
>>>>of a mate. All I have are two over-protective
>>brothers
>>>>and few times that I can sneak away from them, this
>>>>being one of them." she said, tossing a grin at the
>>>>stallion.
>>>
>>>
>>>He laughed amused by her, "of course you are worthy
>of
>>>a mate, everyone is."
>>>he spoke with concern that she should think herself
>so
>>>unworthy.
>>>"Who are your brothers? I have not met and other
>>>stallions since arriving and it's quite strange I
>>>think," he paused, "not that I don't like the company
>>>of mares," he added hastily.
>>The little mare laughed slightly, shaking her head.
>>"Try going to Brute's Slope-there's MOSTLY stallions
>>there." she said.
>Waters Warrior offered a snort in answer to this mares
>abruptness. "Jazzy will have a mate soon she is to
>good a mare to be wasted. It would be a crying shame
>if this mare didnt find a mate! by the way Rockslide
>talks of her she is great." Waters Warriors green eyes
>sparkled and zapped with the energy and love of life
>she held in her.

"I have been to Brute's Slope," Tonight's Trooper laughed trying to imitate exasperation, "but it seems that no one wants to talk to the likes of me. Anyway all of your company suits me just fine," he added mischievously.

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