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Date Posted: 11:23am 07/26/03 Sat
Author: Deja Vu
Subject: Riddle me this....
In reply to: Daughter of Light 's message, "The Dreaded Cut" on 8:11am 07/26/03 Sat

THe filly's eyes froth like the sea in the distance, crashing as a blasphemy of storming curiosity flooded beneath her glassy enigmas.

"They are in the poem!"

She laughed affiably, miniature hooves pattering softly against the sand beneath her feet, letting the dry remnants dissipate in a becoming haze about her.

"Time in her Hands--Thats Daughter of Time! Chiming is a bell's toll. Light's Honor is worthy of admiration...Dance is to Dance the floor of politics!"

She continued on, a laugh chiming from her articulate facade as distinctly as it danced in her eyes.

"Thats four...to see the silver lining is SilverStar..the sun cresting would be Dawn's Prayer..!"

She begins to fumble illegedly with the last one.

"And the sweet could be KrispyKreme..."

And suddenly she reached seven--seven without her. But her eyes never faultered with unadultered appreciation. They glistened momentarily, wavered--but remained in contact with the allegorical palomino before her. Throwing on an amiable smile, and bowing with spindly legs, she turned with a audible "thank you" and wafted soundlessly in the direction of the dunes.


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