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Subject: ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*Sahara Sands inside*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

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Cyclone

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Date Posted: 02:58:01 04/29/01 Sun
Author Host/IP: spider-wi042.proxy.aol.com/205.188.197.37
In reply to: Sahara Sands (a.k.a. Sahara Wind) 's message, "~slender mare parted the deepening shadows with a hue of gold... (Cyclone inside)~" on 20:22:59 04/28/01 Sat

~*a masive form steps from the shadows of the woods, his crimson coat gleaming under the light of the moon, his Firey mane and tail dancing lightly on the wind as it twists
around his figure in silent screams. Dust swirls around ebon hooves as the silent steed steps forth. Crimson ears flicking backwards, glazed eyes trailing over every rock, tree, and shadow. His eyes gleaming with rage and hatred, firey forelock drips heavily down into his flaming orbs, covering them, thick water droplets dripping off them. Steed walks on, his musclier frame brushing past the trees above. As the firey steed comes to a hault, his icy glare falls upon the femme he met before, Sahara Sands. His dark color pelt blending in with the shadows, close to were they first met. Steed watches the femme silently, his gaze never dropping or glancing away.*~

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