| Subject: ~*~silence prevails...the silence of near death~*~ |
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Woven Fate
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Date Posted: 20:34:42 05/05/01 Sat
Author Host/IP: NoHost/216.18.108.134
~*~not one leaf trembles, nor one birds sings as the silence of the wood is once again restored. While looking about, the shadows seem to have a life of their own, blurring together, sifting between eachother. You become mesmorized by this happening, so much that you do not notice the fringe of white near the bottom of a shadow...it moves about, closer and closer to you. SUddenly coming out of your trance, you realize that it is not a mere shadow, but an actual being. Dainty hooves make slight sound on the carpet of moss below them and brown orbs gaze over you,hopeful yet a little fearful. Wild mane tumbles down neck, brambles and leaves tangled in it, but this only adds to the rugged beauty that seems to posses her. Crimson blood makes dark stains on her once shinny pelt of ebony, and more gashes cover her whole body. She nickers softly, and looks at you once more, staring with those big brown eyes. You see such hope in them, hope like that of a lost child, who has just finally found someone, anyone that might be able to save them. Elegant neck is streched out, as if in a final plea for help, but no words escape her, for weakness ovecomes her, and however strong she may be, no one can stand the betrayal, hurt and heartbreak of what the fates have done for this one...~*~
Name: Woven Fate
Age: 4 yrs
Breed:?
Gender: Mare
Personality: A mystery to be unwoven by that who befriends her.
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