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Date Posted: 08:35:25 03/09/01 Fri
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*A carcass still holding life lays silently near the outskirts of the meadow, a rasping moan sounding deep within the nearly quiet body still in possession of a ghostly soul. The blood bay stallion lays sprawled on his side, pelt matted with blood, broken jaw hanging at a grotesque angle. Coat so thickly covered with the dark red carnage, sticky and warm, no trace of the white blaze upon his face shows through the crimson. The butchery leaking, burning, into his eyes, the taste filling his mouth with each hacking cough, his vision floats dangerously between two states of being, one earthly, one divine. Teetering on the edge of death, dragging on air that cannot support him, he is seized by a violent seizure of shuddering, the torn remnants of his skin hanging loosely, obscurely, off of him in all angles and directions. But no pain holds him. Disembodied faces float through his mind, wavering closer, disappearing. Sal and Pepper and Kite were there, Blissful Sensations, Glittering Gold, Aesop’s Favorite Fable, his children... he had loved them all so much... but two of the three mares that had made his life continue no matter what had left him. Dark coat snarled with the thickening gore, breath gurgling with spatters of blood, he grows quieter, eyes fainter. And in his weakened state, he had been attacked by a stallion twice his size and much more powerful, and could not fight back. He was alone... no, there were things flying about him...he was flying... Bodiless faces shriek like harpies and swoop towards him. Terrified, bloodied eyes torn and flashing with fear, he chokes as another spasm of coughing wracks his body, blood erupting from his broken mouth.*
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