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Date Posted: 17:15:05 03/14/04 Sun
Author: AwRoses
Subject: ++*iced Roses*++ Strucken in the mysts
In reply to: Silver Angel 's message, "~*When darkness falls, you heart will be true.*~" on 09:37:02 03/14/04 Sun


Angel's White Rose
AwRose
IcEd RoSeS

Strucken
With One Breath Of This Rose And All Dreams Will Come True


The fem lie withing her own mind. She was tired and this place made her feel restless. She looked withinh her mind. was this bleak place it? She got up and then suddenly heard Whitefoot within her head his voice echo. He sounded worried. She was sorry for causing him worry. She called to him. She could hear him.

Whitefoot I am hear I an hear you! Whitefoot me'en nim rana.

She soon gave up realizeing he had taken her mind from hers. It was pointlessto try and contact him. Her power over ice was also not going to help her. She reared in anger and frustration. He could contact her but she could not contact him. She grew impatient. She began to gallop anywhere and no where all at the same time untill suddenly the mysts grew so thick she could see anymore.

when the mysts began to clear she was huffing anf puffing. She looked around. Suddenly the myst began to clear and sun began to beat on her face. But everything was still grey. Where is the color she thought. There in her head she saw a little colot she galloped to him. The colt did not notice her. She reared and whinnied ad neighed and did everything in her power to get him to notice her but nay did he responde.

The little colt was her son which had been consumed by the war. Soon after the colt came two little fillies same hite different markings though. Her heart palputated. There was nothing more than getting hr children back that she wanted more. Suddenly there was laughter of a stallion filling her ears. It was Moons't's. She reared in anger until she heard her own voice. There they were all laughing,. Jazzy was there too along with summer rain. All of the figures were running all playing.

SHe hung her shoulders and lied down. The myst consumed the picture it consummed her as she fell down futher into the mysts. Futher and deeper into the mysts. Futher and deeper into her mind and less and less wanting to return to anywhere memories or otherwise

Scarred Roses

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