| Subject: ~The stallion watches curiosly..................~ |
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Date Posted: 17:51:14 03/28/01 Wed
Author Host/IP: NoHost/216.18.108.134
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Serenity Prayer AKA *$ Serenity $*
's message, "~ A streak of ebon shoots beyond the ends of the forest and valley like a comet, splintered tail and mane whiplash across slender neck and frame ~" on 14:33:09 03/28/01 Wed
~The stallion remains almost hidden in the prominant shadows, not completely masked by the darkness, though not showing himself fully to the mare either. He did not believe it was proper to hide from a femme... it did not help the situation in most cases. Many times he had been shown this by other mares. He had never been able to approach one, they had all rejected him at his first sight of them... he watches this one hnow, her heart seeming to have been torn in half, destroyed..... why did she appear to be so miserable.. so... angry.... these were only a sample of the vast number of questions that were swimming in his mind. His dapple grey coating made him on,ly a silhouette against the evening sky, his entire form seeming to be nothing more than a shadow, nothing more than an insignificant addition to the painting that was his existence in the forest... he approache her, his definition of the word consisting of only his action that would allow his form to melt from the shadows, his ashen features now visible under the fast-approaching night sky... ebony mane twirls over his arched neck, the silken tendrils dancing in the wind, almmmost stretching to catch a glimpse of her... a small nicker escapes his lips, swirling in the darkness, trying to find its way toward her, but failing as the wind pushed it from side to side, forcing the call to loose its strength, his hopes of it reaching her diminishing..... he paws a single onyx hoof against the frosty ground, his thoughts of love disappearing, his lonely heart calling out, but irresistable forced deadening the call, forcing it to loose its excitement, its fire... its glow of life.... he continues to focus upon the mare, mahogany orbs shining against the moon... he flicks his tail, the bodily movement followed by his neck, both his mane and tail forming cascades of ebony in the night wind....~
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