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Subject: sorrow


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Spirit's Tale
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Date Posted: 13:21:15 11/22/05 Tue
Spirit's Tale
Wild Mare
3 years old

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at first glance the fea so regal and strong looked nothing of the sort. rope burns and cuts from her cruel capture marring her once graceful bodice. bones showing beneath her grime coated pelt, having refused to come close to food or humans. pools no longer holding the gleam of the wild spirit she was. great head once held high hanging low, matted mane sticking to blooded kissers. a limp in her step from the rope that hung from her neck to right hind hoof forgotten, a failed attempt at taming.

but look closer still.. a tension, an intelegance also shown throught overlooked spirit. she was biding her time waiting until there would be none in her way none to stop her escape. she would be free again and not a backward glance would be given. every line in her frame though it might look tired and stiff declared her defience. nothing able to break the spirit that made her what she was.

standing not far off leaning against the fence the male responcable pickes dirt from his finger nails. the pathetic pair that had been stalking his lands finally subdue. and what happened now? he did not care though if a couple coins could be gathered that would only add to the pleasure of capturing her. the mare and her filly now dead having been removed before they created further damage to his pastures and fences.
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Re: sorrowme13:23:15 11/22/05 Tue
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