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Date Posted: 5:21pm 07/28/03 Mon
Author: Daughter of Time
Subject: Time's only Mistress

Cinereal flicka made her way across the chalky sands of the coastal paradise which had for now quite while been her dwelling. Smoky braces moved in a dgnified rythm, ebonite daggers making their own tattoo beat to the music of the frothy waves. Gleaming hide glistened metallic in the late afternoon sun, lighter droplets contrasting the darker hue of her muscular flanks. Raven rivers flow smoothly behind her arched crest, her inky banner streaming out behind her as a flag announcing her presence. Livid pools dance with the silver flame that continually burned within her soul, mere windows into what lay within. Alluring dial was tossed in an attempt to rid her of the silky tassels that obscured her field of vision. As the radiant beauty made her way down the ivory beach, she wondered to herself of many things. Life in general. Her thoughts drifted to her new friends here, and giggled softly at the memory of the two young ones, Phoenix and Hexed. Her elation was short-lived however, as her thoughts inadvertantly turned to her home, and mother. Last she heard, her father, Storm was back. The question was, did she want him to be? She and her mother had always gotten along fine, they didn't need him. Who did he think he was? He just waltzed in on their lives, expecting to be welcomed with open arms. Well, her mother could do as she pleased. DOT couldn't stop her. but this filly was not going to just forget the years she spent growing up, without a father.

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