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Subject: ~Entrance of a two year old filly....


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Angel's Temptation
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Date Posted: 20:13:14 04/08/01 Sun
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Soft rays of sunlight splash across the land, the beautiful utopia for equines wishing for love, wishing for individuality, for friendship, and for adventure. The world was perfect. Perfect if you were not alone....

Finally two years of age, the time for leaving the natal band has come. Rich hazelnut pelt shines with pride beneath the sunshine, and glows with silent tenderness when kissed by the moonlight. Thick obsidian hooves tiptoe along the earth, leaving slight impressions, footprints that have brought her here, to this utopia. Silken trendils of ebony mane wash against her neck, caressing her smooth skin. Short tail plays in the wind, pouring down, attempting to tickle at her hocks. Bones are contorted to create a being of majesty, royalty, perfection, and as every creature, she had her flaws, perfect flaws, that made her her own being, her own individual, her only companion...

Rich chocolate orbs scan the perfect land, the riches it had to give. Washing across pairs and herds, the love, the companionship, all the things she was told would be hers in abundance, yet she had none. She was alone, perhaps forever, a lone mare, striving to find herself in a strange new land...

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