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Date Posted: 1:44pm 07/22/03 Tue
Author: SilverStar
Subject: Quiksilver Storm
In reply to: Daughter of Time 's message, "Time's only Mistress" on 10:16am 07/22/03 Tue

Sterling filly’s delicately chiseled face alights in laughter as the younger smoky filla tags and runs away, her little heels kicking up chunks of sand. With a toss of her gorgeously dished face, foamy strip shining, raven rivers thrown high, dancing and flowing on the beautifully wrought crest, she stands stock still, frozen, the wind running its cool fingers through her torrent of midnight strands. Then with a clear whinny bubbling with laughter’s chimes, she leaps forward, slender coal-hued pistons churning the sands into a flying tornado as she charges and whirls away, perfectly shapen hooves built for speed barely grazing the sands as she takes flight, and leaps away, the wind bubbling happily in her ears, whispering and laughing with her. The wind and the filly become one as she flies after her friend, around the corner where the other had disappeared. Soon spotting the smoky filla, she thunders lightly over the earth, running alongside the other. Reaching out with her tiny ebon teacup muzzle, she tags her friend, ~Now who’s it?~ With a giggle, she turns in midstride and rockets away, a silver flash on the sea’s beaches.

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