| Subject: *A sweetened chime rings from the depths of shadow into light...* |
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Date Posted: 16:36:34 04/11/01 Wed
Author Host/IP: NoHost/63.252.146.142
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Angel's Temptation
's message, "~Entrance of a two year old filly...." on 20:13:14 04/08/01 Sun
*Flickering gently forward, strides paper thin and smooth, the young figure of an ebony stud rises from the height of obscurity, powerful body barely filled in, thick grooves of muscle fresh and new to him. Power, something that had so recently been handed to him, swells deeply within his crystal mind, fragile eyes kind and dark. Shoulders rolling smooth beneath his charcoal hide, tips of sharp mane busted with the charred embers of freshly extinguished fire, his casual stride saunters brightly forth past the entrance of the meadow, under the towering trees, ones that still made him feel so small, as they did when he was just a foal. Face handsome and tender, burly with a hint of kindness, his motion trickles to a halt upon meeting the sight of another, so young like him, like Art, like the others he had come to know and love. Muscular neck arched with youthful pride, barely over two years of age and absolutely enamored with life, his nostrils blast wide with the sweet scent of almost-spring, the barely created grass raw with tender growth, sun pawing through the grooves of the rolling meadow. A smile dares his face to twist to the sky, ebony coat splashed with golden light, liquid precious metal bathing and heating the peak of each powerful muscle, shadows breathing in each shallow valley. Ears sharply pricked with vivacious interest, iron hooves pressed firmly into the soft carpet of succulent grass, the long strands of his charcoal tail kiss the soft lips of the gentle breeze, flagged and tossed with a carefree heart towards the accepting sky. Still the delighted, wild colt he had always been inside, taunt muscles laughing as they ease themselves to relaxation, the young stud flickers a warm smile to the nearby mare, her form lithe, beautiful. Knowing he had come to love others as well, he pauses in his flowing step towards her, sinew on the ready, willing to take his supple form to her with the rapid-fire blink of her accepting, dark eye.*
~!~ Twisted Silver ~!~
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