*She throws her dial upwards...* -- The Watering Hole

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Subject: *She throws her dial upwards...*

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Date Posted: 18:25:15 04/20/01 Fri
Author Host/IP: spider-tp033.proxy.aol.com/152.163.204.188
In reply to: Flash 's message, "*Slender neck swings.....*" on 16:06:15 04/20/01 Fri

*Coal eyes glisten as she looks at Flash, the familiar ashen mare reflecting off of her crystal like eyes. The liquid red tendrils hang over her blaze. Her thick neck is arched, mane slipping forward into her face. With a solid tone, she says* I have been here...I have posted...I have called for him...but he never came, yet when you posted the first time, he was there...*She turns her cold gaze away, her heart dark with agony and sorrow. Tips of lobes curl inward in a devilish way, her red figure glittering with the sun's violet rays. She looks to Snow, her eyes filled with pain and wonder. Why had he not responded to her the first time? Why did Flash have to be there when they met, for she had known Flash and Snow had come together once more, yet she did not interrupt. She turns away, looking out over the cliff, unto the depths of aqua water. The white foam like a fog in her mind hitting it with ever roll. She can feel their questioning gaze upon her. She can feel the pain she had caused, but she did not care. This is not a good first experience in love, and she knew she had mishandled the situation, but yet her heart ached with a pang of anger...*

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