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Subject: ~*~He gallops the stallion fast town the road, the wind whipping away the worry from his mind~*~ Author: Nathen Cole [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 11:15:10 03/08/01 Thu ~*~The rush of adreniline from the spirit of the horse surges through his form, he leaps the horse into the air off a small clif, maybe an 8 foot drop, the stallion lands with pure grace, Nathen drops back to the saddle after the rush that seemed so like flying, he thunders the stallion down the sands of the beach and through the salty spray of the surf, the wind rips through his hair, the wind brings salty tears to his eyes and forces most of his breath from his lungs, he crouches over the warm and wet neck of his white stallion, feeling the shear rush of his power, then begins to slow the horse, dispite the want of the horse to run, he runs a soothing and calming hand over the neck and begs the beating of his heart to slow, his body is weak and sore, but his mind clear for the moment, cheeks flushes and knuckles white he sits, letting the waves cool the stallions forlegs [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date : Looking up at the sound of hoofbeats, Brian furrows his brow in thought, trying to remember where he had seen the other man before. Icy blue eyes flicker then flash as he remembers...he has spotted him at the castle once, speaking of the Resistence and of Creed. Not quite sure what either are, he shrugs his curiousity off and nods to Nathen before returning his attention back to Erin. : Brian Reuben 11:23:23 03/08/01 Thu ~*~He looks to the other man on the beach, the eyes of the man only the age of 25 seem greatly troubled, he speaks to the horse~*~ "There are so many things Anubis....i would die if anyone perished in the war...., anyone...." ~*~He closes his eyes and leans his head back with a soft sigh uttered in confusion and sorrow~*~ "And now...there is no place i can call home....." -- Nathen, 12:31:51 03/08/01 Thu ~*~He shakes his head, still in a state of confusion~*~ "And Love?....what of it...it is such a confusing state....Farazah....i don't deserve her....but the way i feel...i would give my very life to keep her from harm......" *He shakes his head and runs idle fingers through the silken mane~*~ "But she must wonder how she could ever marry someone "Above" her.....I would pay someone to take this title.....Prince of a kingdom that no longer exists....." -- Nathen, 12:49:58 03/08/01 Thu ~*~The white arab nods his head lightly at his masters spoken thoughts, Nathen slips into ancient Egyptian, muttering his worries for the horse to understand~*~ (Translated)"I don't know anymore Anubis....Life can be so kind yet so spiteful and cruel....Sometimes i can't take it and it makes me feel like screaming...and others...it engulfs me in a warm blanket" -- Nathen, 12:56:27 03/08/01 Thu ~*~he runs a hand down the white neck, returning to english~*~"Seles is gone also....the kingdom to where i once was Prince....my home.....now i have no home....my father and mother are dead....all i have is my brothers....and Mithanial is sided with Creed.....I am helpless" ~*~He sighs and pushes back the treatoning tears, hating the helpless feeling~*~ -- Nathen, 12:56:48 03/08/01 Thu *She turns the mare, feeling something was wrong. She approached at a walk, unsure of this man and whether she could trust him... she approached more, her dark eyes scanning his. She dismounted, looking at him. Knowing her english was less than poor she reached up to his face and brushed away the tears. She retracted her hand and stepped back.. A soft glowing envelops her.. She reaches out a hand to him, wondering if he would take it..* -- Mercedes Angeles, 13:10:08 03/08/01 Thu ~*~A small figure of a white beast follows the path taken my Nathen, , the creature stops at his side, strange irridesante blue eyes follow his, she is the same size as his arabian, but purer in white and a delecate gold horn on her head and golden cloved feet, she speaks in a voice that any being of any language can hear and understand* "Nathen.....Life is full of worry......there is much before you.....don't fall behind..." Damatha 13:10:56 03/08/01 Thu