| Subject: ~|~|~ ... Crystalline oculars pierce through the darkness ... ~|~|~ |
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Pyrite
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Date Posted: 07:24:44 05/11/01 Fri
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Thundering hooves pound into the utopia, obsidian horns touching this land for the first time, pounding against the hard-packed earth, leaving no scar. Thick hooves melt into slender, muscled limbs, flowing up to sturdy haunches, a deep chest, and a strong back, all moving in perfect harmony to propel the equine. Pelt lays in hues of ebon and ivory, melting together at the seams. Thick threads flow from dock, splaying in the breeze as the gentle winds tug and toss the obsidian. Gait shifts down a notch, taking the steed to a calm walk, muscles working miracles, allowing movement for the painted equine. A thick viel of tangled threads lays upon the painted neck, falling upon both sides, hanging, stretching to the earth, fingertips reaching out for nothing. Atop slender neck lays a perfectly formed dial, very stocky, much unlike the dainty Arabians. Tapered lobes twitch, listening intently to the new world around. Nares flare lightly, showing gentle pink inner lineing. A flaming stripe slips down to muzzle, hue shifting from ivory to pink. Large painted splotches add a poweful look to the steed. Limbs slow once more, causing equine to halt. Orbs slide about, noting the other horses, all breeds, all colors. This was truely a melting pot for the species equus. The steed could merely watch, mind reeling with wonderous new goals to achieve.
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