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Hyzenflae's player has taken over management of the game at Britt's request. She will be keeping the message boards updated and hopefully keep people active...well, what people there are! Feel free to email her at the_registry@hotmail.com or message her on AIM at BravAddict. (Make sure you let me know you're from Dark Forest - I might have to get hostile on you if you don't!) Don't mind all the chaos...*cough*...I'm still goofing around.
(NT) -- ..., 20:13:27 04/12/01 Thu
  • *~~~*Imperial Star*~~~* -- Firestone, 08:19:22 04/21/01 Sat (24.17.75.13)
    The bay stallion trots into the Forest Gathering. His crimson coat gleams in the sun's warm rays. His chest now carries a deep inflicted wound, his muscular shoulder slashed both from his recent fight. He looks for the mare, sorry for having to leave her there but his herd had been in danger. Nickering for the mare known as Imperial Star he stands along the shadows waiting for any sign of the mare.

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  • Joining -- ‡Pachelbel Canon‡, 19:31:32 04/23/01 Mon (24.69.196.112)

    ‡Pachelbel Canon‡
    Palamino
    ArabX Thoroughbred
    age: unknown
    Stallion: †Temptation†

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  • Ivory mare enters -- Temptations Song, 16:24:59 04/21/01 Sat (24.69.196.112)
    |She stands, her head low.. eyes bleak as she looks at the other horses.. fear surges through her.. the mist enwraps her body.. lingering on her every move.. her beloved stallion has left her... her first and only daughter has been killed... her life has fallen to pieces... she then lies down on the grass carpeted floor of the wood and closes her eyes.. waiting for her turn|

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  • -The now herdless young mare enters- -- Fiery Moonlight, 16:32:30 04/21/01 Sat (24.69.196.112)
    -She wanders aimlessly untill she finds her mother, Moonlight Sanota's Last Hope.. tears streaming down her face as she neck hugs her... for Hallucination... her true love has left..-

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  • œ Lingers œ -- Quiet Riot , 07:06:50 04/21/01 Sat (63.166.5.164)

    The he brute, saunters his way in. Dial held reaching for the stormy sky, searching for the lingering sents of Ashes To Ashes He slows down to a halt, he spots the grey one, nearing the steed known as AeroLegend . He smirks sliding back into the shadows that cover his body he only waits now. For the right time.

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  • Storm Clouds cloud the area...Darknening the plains+ -- Queen Of Swords, 17:55:33 04/18/01 Wed (24.69.196.112)
    +She emerges from the shadows, shivering in delight as the cool pellets of rain wet her coat.. unlike the others, who move towards shelter she stands in the open.. wet forelock draped across her ebon face. She looks for Relic.. for he is like her.. unafraid of the weather... ready to challange the world.. after awhile she walks up the slippery embankment.. back to the shadowed lands of her own...+

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  • -- Ashes to Ashes, 18:26:17 04/20/01 Fri (205.188.200.24)
    +sooty fawn welcomes fervent steed with succinct carress to expansive build. Gray-hued plume hoists slightly, fluttering upon encircling zephyr. Fragrant aroma drapes pristine stature, evidence that expected cycling has instigated. Now more susceptible to peril, tattered auds revolve incessantly, keen upon chargers within milieu+

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  • Upon entering the land anew -- Foresaken, 10:22:07 04/21/01 Sat (152.163.194.211)
    ....defined by an apparent light, I join in a solace for life, my dreams have been crushed....barren...decrepid was such a land. I walk. Quiet to the oncore for a long, graced peace. I've bleed for no country, but my own. New to this place, I walk....though not here from torrents beyond reckoning....here I stand, though deemed

    I ask someone to forgive what shall always be remembered as....


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  • †...ingresses...† -- †Artemis†, 18:29:55 04/20/01 Fri (205.188.197.172)
    †Ebon mare ingresses, onyx hooves pounding the ground. Once mare has reached this small herd of equines, she stops eyeing them. Dark orbs search around for something. She snorts and whinnies shrilly making her presence known. Femme beats terra-firma with dancing onyx hooves, looking, searching...†

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  • The ebony femme slipped not seen nor heard by any through the shadows. -- Crown of a Shadow, 18:46:28 04/20/01 Fri (165.247.173.201)
    Carefully picking her way arounf the pools of moonlight that filtered through from the tree canopy overhead. Crimson nostrils flared.. and obesidian auditives flickered. Ruby orbs scanned and scrutinized the others, seeing few that seem of the darkness. She slammed an oynx hoof into the sod, it easily broke under her commanding pressure, leaving a deaded black mark on the once live earth. She snorted and emerged from the undergrowth seeing all that she needed. And was enveloped by a mist and was gone..

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  • ::quietly, an ivory colored femme ingresses, almost seeming synodal:: -- Sagittariidae, 20:23:19 04/16/01 Mon (208.16.148.49)
    ::the gentle creature appears almost menacing as she wafts into the moonlight, the dredlocks of her mane seeming to lace into the raven colored sky, creating a cane of opposing colors. her cream colored tassels cascade into her face and in her emerald eye comes a vision seemingly of fire, of hope, desire, and much more.. the glare seems to take over her dished cranium, and the femme arches her flexed poll, and she is gone, as though she were never really even there at all..::

    ::..Sagittariidae, One of the Light..::

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  • EVERYONE!!! -- Monique, 09:37:23 04/20/01 Fri (204.97.111.148)
    Hey everyone, this is the player of Hallucination, Moghedian, and Fajera. Sorry about being away, my computer crashed about a month ago, and it's still not up :( So I'm terribly sorry about having to leave DF. But to show my appreciation to Britt (for inspiring me for my own game(which is doing well with 80+ members!)) and to award her with this logo for DF!!!

    TA DAAAA!!!


    You may not like it, but I made it about a month ago and never got the chance to give it to you Britt!
    Thanks for everything hun :) *hugs* And I apologise for any distress my characters have caused anyone :(

    -Mo/Faj/Hal

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  • -- AeroLegend, 21:43:31 04/19/01 Thu (63.28.216.113)
    • Omnipotent procreator towers over the flirt-gill, dentist crowns disentangle the mane of the dingy gray. Protracted elflocks of tail gyrate around the hind left-end of the mastermind. Pulped nares aggrandize to see if the fem may be in season, testosterone has been inflamed for he has hardly been able to restraint himself. Bicuspids run down the withers to the dock area, for season is near- emerges for the other fems but what of this fatale? Could she be exhibiting or concealing from the virile?

    [Sorry for the short post, tired and have nothing really to put.]

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  • -- Shetan, 21:19:48 04/19/01 Thu (63.28.216.113)
    Expectancies were more from this princox, but frame of mind hasn't transformed from the acquiescent method. A warranted alteration will be given once she becomes a part of the gyves he will order on her. Baleful ancient damnation grants eyes' windows to shut over the oculi, permitting the moisture to re-coat the globe. Protracted addendums whip the non-fertilized sediments. He has challenged [claim] she and mere style is to getting fatale to his peninsula before another fiery-foot steed comes about. Aqua vitae coloration spheres dart from the stilled manifestations before pacing into an accelerated march. Jarring in the low'ring estates, pursuing the claimed demesnes. Visage is halted into the ionosphere before acme convolutes around and thrown out in the gaseous envelope. Unsure of the non-customary coteries, a bounced trot is exceeded as infant rind cushioned dishes tremor as miscellaneous sweets imbibe the senses.

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  • *Enters.* -- Determination, 12:20:37 04/19/01 Thu (65.25.178.15)
    *Black mare enters, white mane and tail long and glossy. She looks around with a challenging stare, showing to all males that she will not go with one that does not seem strong or one that is too pushy.*

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  • -- Danger, 20:45:13 04/18/01 Wed (63.28.216.121)
    Well, tomorrow which will be Thursday and hopefully I will reply for AeroLegend and Shetan because I have Friday off. Until then I will post replies if not Thursday then Friday for sure.

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  • Risk -- Sable, 08:46:54 04/15/01 Sun (24.17.75.13)
    Deep brown wolf stands in the distance, her silky tag wagging slightly. Whining she stands nervous of all the equines. Crouching low in the grass she waits for the male wolf known as Risk to come.

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  • Introducing.... -- C.Reeder, 12:08:58 04/18/01 Wed (64.12.104.27)
    Here is a site that is equine oriented is are in the persuit of opinions and suggestions. Please stop by and have a look at them.

    Equine Art

    http://www.equineimage.homestead.com/equineart.html

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  • -- Ashes to Ashes, 07:58:39 04/16/01 Mon (64.12.102.24)
    +ashen lamb resides upon climax of proverbial realm as accustomed. Scarbrous razors compress jade flooring as repetitive pacing commences. Pummels hind flint in provocation of the infuriating insects as husky grumbles erupt from chest cavity in idleness. Random glances are completed, ever observant of the potent claimer dubbed 'AeroLegend' and the foolish he-brute known as 'Quiet Riot'.+

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  • -Blessed be- -- River Gum Rogue *Rum*, 22:26:20 04/16/01 Mon (203.173.250.142)
    ×The sky is dark and riddled with stars. Accompanied by a chilly Autumn breeze, there comes a soul who has travelled many a day and many a night.×

    -Lurking within the ruins of a redwood grove is the figure in question. Tapered auditives flicker back and forth, yet there is no need for thee masculine to be on edge. Shifts weight out of habit and dips cranium, residing into slumber-


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  • The regal stallion watches the other equines... -- Aquila, 12:37:56 04/16/01 Mon (205.188.193.153)
    - His eyes scan the forest, he watches each equine. A look of freedom and a streak of all that is wild dances in his almond eyes. He stands proud, and arrogant, but lonesom all in the same. He bugles a sound of a wild banchee. He arches his neck, and tosses his head in the rythmic pattern. His mane cascading down his neck. He swishes his tail, flicking it softly on his rump. He nickers, his nostrils flared, his ears alert.

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  • -- Imperial Star, 19:04:34 04/12/01 Thu (205.188.193.169)
    ~* A soft whicker is heard, and the arrogance of the rainbow appears at the brow of the sky. A copper bay creature descends elegantly from the rainbow, she makes her way carefully to the equus of this land. She lowers her head, and tucks her front legs softly in a neat bow. She emits a soft whicker of greeting. She with her muzzle high, and tail flagged, trots in a small circle, allowing all to know of her pressence, she tosses her head. Showing her obvious Arab bloodlines, she peirces the air, with a familiarized whicker, and she watches the stallion, Aquila's MoonDust, her big brother. She tips her head to the golden stallion. And she recolecks the meaning of his odd name, Aquila, meaning Eagle in Zodiac. She shakes her head, and shows a small grin tugging at her muzzle. She leaves the attention of her brother, and turns hopefully to the other equines, hoping for a stallion, that may be interested in her somewhat somehow. She is young a 4 year old. She awaits a moment, and then nickers, and flags her tail, with that she is gone, like the rainbow she appeared on, a single star streaks in the heavens. Tis late evening and the first star, is always lucky, as is the mare it abides through. The lovely copper bay beast, Imperial Star...

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    • (NT) -- ..., 20:11:13 04/12/01 Thu
  • Watches her -- Firestone, 07:34:20 04/13/01 Fri
  • a choice....a decision -- Ireland, 19:07:16 04/07/01 Sat (152.163.205.77)
    ' I have seen and therefore wrote '
    laid content
    breathe even, precise
    measure strung by drum roll taunt
    flaming a staggering thunder

    mind in heaven
    sould by hell
    there is no middle ground

    thus I fall
    yet I stand

    patron
    deliverer

    ' everyone, I am happy to know I walk in good company '
    ' though still, alone...I am content '
    ' I fear that I have not seen enough faces yet '

    speaking finished
    braces, spells unraveled
    oboe sings
    delighted and sonorous

    figure it

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  • positions in the forest of shadows -- Hidden Midnights Player, 03:22:06 04/16/01 Mon (139.134.174.17)
    lead stallion:Hidden Midnight
    lead mare:Dazaratoria
    herd mares:Midnight Mystrises and Midnight MoonRise
    others:Star

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  • ::Watches:: -- Quiet Riot, 07:48:42 04/14/01 Sat (63.166.5.180)


    ::The charger smirks in the obscurity of darkness. So imprudent is this stallion. He wisks his black tail once, twice over his haunches, his thoughts, quite clear.


    With twin set pricked, he ambles toward out of the darkness. Assault, quiet clear on his mind, and on that of Areolegend.. Ivory canines snap at the air befor him. Head bent in a arrogant arch, he lets off a snort... He snickers at the steed. "Who is the more foolish, the fool, or the one who follows the fool?"


    Blades of hoof strike the stallion with great power, laceing his lobes back he lets off a scream. This steed. Will stop at nothing::


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  • Sorry so dark... -- Devil's Advocate, 09:52:36 04/14/01 Sat (204.227.16.67)

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  • Two wolves enter -- Buck and Sable, 14:43:31 04/13/01 Fri (24.17.75.13)
    The older male silver in coloration stands with his younger sister beside him. His cobalt orbs scan the surroundings watching the equines innteract with each other. Scenting other wolves in the area he lets a long howl.

    His sister is one of beauty and strength, her coat is of a dark brown, copper along the edges of her sleek neck. White neck and head, silver when the warm rays of sun streak across it. They search for a home to protect and keep safe.

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  • and so she stands... alone -- Queen Of Swords, 11:31:06 04/14/01 Sat (24.69.196.112)
    +She snorts, a look of hatred in her eyes as she looks to Pharoah (for she see's him not as he trully is.. but as a stud trying to taint her freedom), she rears, onyx hooves flashing in the dim sun.. As he leaves, her twin audatives prick slightly to Relic.. he seems differnt than the rest... like her..in so many hidden ways.. Her tail raised slightly...the breeze blowing the faint sign of estrus...+

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  • Shetan -- Devil's Advocate, 09:51:26 04/14/01 Sat (204.227.16.67)
    Ennui abounds, lack of response inadequate to steed's immense expectations. A brief respite in that endless endeavor creates a iota od tranquility. Conquest merely suspended, rather than aborted, muscleature strains to whirl raven flesh in an about-face maneuver worthy of the army. Onyx horn churns 'terra firma,' a s called by female equid, as departure to seek sustenance is imminent. A high-flung gisecht emits an invitation to accomany, though charger may proceed regardless of femme intentions.

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  • Golden mare gallops in body lathered in sweat, "Firestone" she calls out a sense of urgency in her sweet voice. -- Sun Dancer, 21:11:55 04/13/01 Fri (24.65.29.159)
    Remembering the stallions words to Syro and flash the golden mare wildly gallops towards the forest. Her sun kissed fur drenched with sweat from the long gallop. Crescent nares flared, chocolate orbs searching the crowded forest. "Firestone where are you!!!?" Her thoughts drifted back to when she had been wounded, they had all been so good to her... she just had to find Firestone...

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  • -- Shetan, 21:07:42 04/13/01 Fri (63.17.221.28)
    Tail wools cracks as the macho gyrates, dilating ennuyé hastily as he circles and does the quintessential herding agendum. A mere yawp is exposed as the she-bronco cocks a peak and remains in one site. Where is your terra firma? Eyes interrogate the charger looking forward for him to just influence her there and salvage them both the harassment of the 'alleging' custom. Not much on words this afternoon, she anticipates a rejoinder from the male animal.

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  • ::The silent devil saunters in:: -- Quiet Riot, 11:31:26 04/13/01 Fri (63.166.5.177)


    ::The steed cloaked in wicked darkness, stands in the shadows. Pure black mane laces his thick neck. Only the whites of his orbs pierce the darkness that is around him. His hatetred toward all, can never be healed. He looks at the other equines. He ponders who shall be the next one, his next victim, whos blood will spill next?
    A snicker come over his face, why hide?


    And out of the shadows comes this brute force, his hooves plant deep into the ground, ivorys bared challengeing any and all to his evil ways. He brings his front dagger like hooves off the ground, in a fearsome rear he lets out a shill scream, letting everyone know that soon, one life will be gone::


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  • Shetan -- Devil's Advocate, 20:24:09 04/13/01 Fri (204.227.16.69)
    Endless debate exudes a soporific effect, but it matters not. Stallion circles once, scruitinizing the creature in his vertex, circumfrence creates torn sphere upon the acreage. Impressed by the sheer volume of copious cogitation, placid contemplation is resolute. Patient, he orbits once more, halting off to starboard of the ivory figure.

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  • *~~~*Ireland*~~~* -- Flaming VIctory, 19:20:07 04/07/01 Sat (24.17.75.13)
    Steed prances forward looking for the mare who had brought him company on this lonely night. Having found his home cold and lonely he returns looking for Ireland. Dark Bay coat amost blands into the black of the night but his scent travels through the air. Crimson oculars look for the sleek mare who he had not so long ago left. Whinning softly hoping that she will answer, he stands alone lost in the harsh night.

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  • ....Upon return.... -- Ashes to Ashes +And Dust to Dust, Here Lies Someone I Wouldn't Trust+, 19:16:18 04/12/01 Thu (152.163.213.204)
    +resolute femina evolves from layering miasma, reintroducing herself once again. As stature advances onto cosmic topography, unyielding brae curls, thrusting amplitude heavenwards. Penetrating discourse broadcasts as noxious irons perforates bounding currents. Figure descends, flints tattooing imprints upon russet terra. Solitary aud pirouettes incessantly in case the bubbly notes of domineering tyrant sounds in counter+

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  • Magik Islands Returns!...(sorry for adverting!) -- WildFire, 19:05:46 04/12/01 Thu (24.71.211.83)
    ~*Magik Islands*~


    Yes, magik islands is back...and is going to stay for good this time, the page has been tottally re done, and is better then ever...come check it out!

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  • *Steed looks for a mare* -- Nevaeh+, 12:11:27 04/09/01 Mon (63.166.5.188)




    *He canters in, orbs looking for Moonlight Sanota's Last Hope.. He slows now donw to a stop, He gives a low rumble of a whicker.. Wondering where she is..*

    ((Sorry for replying so late!))



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  • ::Female wolf ingresses:: -- Argenta, 03:30:20 04/11/01 Wed (205.188.197.152)
    ::Lupus ingresses, lobes pricking forward to the large equines. Bushy black plume wagging, wearily lopes over to a tree. Being a loner, suddenly throws up dark cranium and lets out a long howl...::

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  • Firestone... -- Hecate, 15:24:22 04/09/01 Mon (64.12.103.49)
    Sleek ebon wolf approaches the stallion cautiously. Barks quietly to him, wondering why he had nickered to her. Ebon tail trailing behind her. She stops before the stallion and crouches, ready to run, if he was like the other stallions she would need to.

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  • ....Zodiac.... -- Falling Star, 16:25:55 04/10/01 Tue (66.26.17.178)
    *Star gazes warily at the stallion, her eyes giving away a slight interest... his charm captivates her in a way, and she thinks he is quite hansome... Softly, she lowers her head and snorts, skittering sideways a few steps, considering. She says nothing just yet,as she gazes at him. Before she agrees to join anyone, she'd like to get to know them and be courted for a little while... her wary heart is afraid of being broken once more... But is that a hint of admiration in her eyes?.. only time will tell...*

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  • He enters... -- Aquila's MoonDust, 13:08:35 04/11/01 Wed (64.12.103.182)
    ..:: The silent steed steps from the shadows, his arrogant arched head, bent slightly, showing his pure arabian heritage. He whistles a soft breathe, and rears, a flash of light calides with a thump from his powerful hooves. He tosses his head, his long mane cascading down his sleek neck. He trots closer to the other equines, he nickers a soft hello, and he shakes an intwined rose from his mane. He leaves it there, for any one who would like it, and he slips back into the shadows.
    http://tiffanyranch.com/fire3.JPG"

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    • (NT) -- ..., 21:11:10 04/11/01 Wed
  • Jet black mare strides about... -- Black Magic, 22:11:33 04/10/01 Tue (24.65.29.159)
    Femme silently departs from the shadows. Raven mane combed only by the wind. Tail swishing over her muscular hinquarters like ash blowing in the breeze. Her dark orbs scan the forest, softly gazing at the other horses. Her long elegant stride easily carries her about the forest. Her soul pure as she crops at the young tendrils of grass. Every movement so silent and graceful, she almost appears to not really be there at all, like a midnight mirage.

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  • -- Shetan, 20:56:51 04/10/01 Tue (63.29.44.101)
    • Façade covered feminine may be brought to divulged someday but is today the day for the unveiling of the vizard? Mystique of this vertebrate will be not known to all, for only one can possibly delve through the rampart that is posted. When tepid touch is met with own, slight deviate of torso is directed in the retrograde cardinal of the gallant. Should I retreat or keep my post? So far, he has secured one's faith and is slowly triumphantly winning the contention of her antagonistic attributes. Many equines would have been in the other's arms within a heartbeat, but she on the other hand is quite the opposite. Savage is chary and won't concede any valueless begetting to be produced or it shall be annihilated. A Herculean redolence inundates the cherubic toned seraph. Many broncos consider this a time of nirvana to insure their genes in scions. Yes, the foal will be of ample pith and will have the very finest derivation possible. Memoir of mare is rather vast and only few know the prominence of it. Mare rather frustrated at the tang but rivulets a aegis around it for transient purposes only will evince to staminate when deemed geared.

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  • Shetan -- Devil's Advocate, 20:01:17 04/10/01 Tue (204.227.16.85)
    Enigma perplexing, more than merely confusing
    Delicate medium attainable, ambitious, difficult
    Unrequited query remains unanswered, and yet...

    ... approach, until proximity attains maximum capacity
    a touch, merely a caress, brief union of black and white
    Abrupt, forthright, bold
    Another motion felt, senses acute, opposites so attuned and attained
    Mystery resolves not, mystique still shrouds, facade cracked but little.
    So....decision forthcoming from femina, or will brief interlope terminate abruptly?

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  • Change? -- Queen Of Swords, 17:05:08 04/10/01 Tue (24.69.196.112)
    +She snorts, a look of hatred in her eyes as she looks to Pharoah (for she see's him not as he trully is.. but as a stud trying to taint her freedom), she rears, onyx hooves flashing in the dim sun.. As he leaves, her twin audatives prick slightly to Relic.. he seems differnt than the rest... like her..in so many hidden ways.. Her tail raised slightly...the breeze blowing the faint sign of estrus...+

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  • breathless -- Ireland, 16:52:40 04/10/01 Tue (64.12.102.162)
    irony oboe cries heavenward, tuning freely calls trumpet solo minor key switch breathing emininately...climax descent
    all crazed by fury....faster, driven not rage...purify delight....joy steadfast growing...to the blood of thousands haunted out in jaded figure...precious mendels they pardon the equate...bowing sure

    come, believe...pull away to becon....no sense just drive,
    flame to water ashen, flight emersable the utterence a skriek marvel....unfastened, unleashed lives yond
    moments grind, pacifying....

    quiet...calm

    seeming a dream, seering tired...no strain, exhaustion dragging a beat to slow....there is melancholy, exasperated happyness could never declare a better triumph...shifting from sands to be a gift

    smile

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  • The mare enters silently... -- Falling Star, 13:27:39 04/09/01 Mon (66.26.17.178)
    *The ebony colored mare enters quietly, dark orbs gazing about, taking in her surroundings. Petite ears prick forward, listening with great curiousity. She lowers her head and takes a long drink from the cool stream. The mare stands to the side of the others, watchng all with interest, but not daring to approach. She is beautiful, but she is shy and alone... Can anyone truly capture a falling star?*


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  • Enters -- Black Magic, 21:56:34 04/04/01 Wed (24.65.29.159)
    The gleaming black mare enters, her home in the Galdolphin plains is no more. Her eyes trusting and soul pure she looks around longingly at the other horses...

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  • Pharoah -- Cascade, 21:01:11 04/05/01 Thu (63.61.52.81)
    Orbs follow thee brute as he circles her. Relaxed from his gentle touches of his nares upon her skin. Though not feeling his touch as he circles her for a moment she still stands. Lobes in relaxed position she lower head and takes tiny steps towards him, slightly pshing him. Wanting to be closer she takes few gentle steps and shares warmth of body for it is cold and nickers. Orbs watch him closley seeing what he will do. Massaging Pharoah's neck with nares she stands close.

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  • ...Gone... -- Lauren, 13:15:15 04/09/01 Mon (216.192.136.70)
    Hey, I will be gone for 2-3 days because of a horse show. I play Ashes to Ashes. Wish me luck everyone! Be back soon.

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  • -- Devil's Advocate, 13:38:33 04/07/01 Sat (204.227.16.82)
    Melencholy percieved in fatale, lingering traces of boredom. Bravado less a facade, more a given for stalwart presence. Imperfections haunt the raven figure as specters haunt a burial ground, taunting. Each rears it's ugly head, mocking his attempts to dispel. Failures crowd and are repelled as reflection takes a sinister turn. Woo he does not, a solo such as he knows not the meaning of such a word. Self reliance has been the motto of this one, but the typical emotions flowing through friesian veins urge this one to seek like company of his kind. Likely candidate chosen, ebony presence has set out to win the acquisition of such a female. Fight, he may, if that her desire. Choice left to femme fatale: fight, if she so desires; capitulate resistance; or seek elsewhere. Equids not meant to be loners, femina will soon grow bored of solitary existence. Approach halts, decision anticipated from alabaster femina.

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  • A stunning ebony mare strides in, listening oculars pricked forward, auburn hue orbs resting on every equine, taking in new auras and surrondings. She pauses and you can see the egyption heritage shining through. Her dished face is pretty, but her velvet belly is spoiled by the ugly presence of a scar. As her eyes rest on a fearsome looking stallion she shies as if scared of his presence........... -- Fire Of Haiti ~Can You Be The One To Unravel Her Past?~, 11:20:57 04/02/01 Mon (195.44.20.2)
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  • -- AeroLegend, 21:00:54 04/07/01 Sat (63.17.213.124)
    Stag continues the grooming rite as lofty stud towers of the progenitor. Concave urn is daubed along the serrated leveled mane as melodious whickers of exultation are donned in endearment for the mare. Alpha mare shall be prized, and will make a marvelous connoisseur when harem is increased. Only the premium are deemed worthy to be in his crew of equines. The inquiry for the principal fawn has been established, now other band members are to be sought out. Some have apprehended his lenspiece and may be pursued. The subsequent order on hands is to find an apt commonwealth, mostly he is of the nomadic species and doesn't confirm in any manor. Maybe this may be a different anecdote or will it? Shall his swarm be of the itinerant essence? Decision shall be verified when another dam will be thronged. Only one status shall be held and that is the monarch portrayal. No other subordinate leads will be taken place for there is only one in the company for head-honcho beside he. Will this new laurel be able to keep her appellation as alpha if some audacious fatale dares to denounce the ranking progenitor?

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  • -- Shetan, 20:02:42 04/07/01 Sat (63.17.221.160)
    Challengy stereotype build watches the mammal approximate at a mediocre velocity. Well, tonight may be the twilight for the avowing she supposes since this fatale is in no frame of mind to duel. Which this demeanor never is shown for this erratic disputatious mood is on the go, 24/7. Albino painted oculi gaze at the other gender with a airy eye. Thatch remains lethargic as she extends vertex out to the male division. For now, summit is nethered into a subservience gouge for tonight but remember as for any who claims this she-dastard there are consequences and counterfeit scuffle will be warranted by arousing in this abnormality. Proboscis is angled in towards bosom soon forged off and lofted in zephyr, boisterous aegis is aerated out and mock trial begins only in mere trifling capers.

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  • restless... -- Ireland, 15:16:25 04/07/01 Sat (205.188.195.21)
    NOW!

    ' I don't care...just someone watch me! '
    make me move
    conquest strong
    ashen lex the fall to more on vixen scent
    dust on mine no more of it...

    in power

    the consequence
    essence established
    presence denied
    quarrels unleash

    fathom it me, you follow in sight
    flicker way...the eves shall tumble
    begotten on my stolen ways

    fever to crime, shivering
    piviting strength again
    flesh beneath I see
    turn, gripping all away from

    the heart which soughs no morrow's vision
    the Visionary, my conquored
    I refuse to bow
    standing amoung friends lives beyond unity
    flatter you, me
    indefinite

    ....song wisks out, believing along striden shore
    my beloved oboe
    stroke me now, oath to drum beat
    for I stand


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  • shame -- Ireland, 09:31:58 04/07/01 Sat (205.188.195.47)
    ...breeze, to wind
    fire in water
    exstinguished

    ingress flows to the burlap despite,
    the world so cruel
    so cruelly dull

    lacker of the night sheds caressing beauty to the night
    REM, relaxes intensifying
    no, emits to barren of heart
    convinced utterly

    there is no one

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  • -- AeroLegend, 16:14:18 04/06/01 Fri (63.17.221.153)
    Ineluctable dominator of these burgeoning acreage emerges from the darkened chaparral as supple nostrils pick up the fragrance of the alpha ashen, ‘Ashes to Ashes’. Nears the callow at an enigmatic way, an ill-defined salutation is bejeweled to the exquisite beast. Adored by her perfected vitality, the one only he would find most pleasantly puzzling. Tetrad legged permits one appendage to remain aloft in the stratosphere- soon decreasing it to another station on the clay, each footfalls facilely on the wood's soil. Visage fondles the crest of the feminine. Vertebrate keeps a scrupulous eye on the environs incase jeopardy may vault from any side at any given time.


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  • :.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.: -- Nevaeh+, 17:27:41 04/05/01 Thu (63.166.5.140)



    *The rather heavy set steed walks into to the gathering of others, lobes gently are set relaxing, his dial held in a odd manner, he looks at the others in a way... Meandering into a small part of shade, droping a velvet muzzle to the earth he wuffles into the ground, unexpectedly (sp?) he picks up the sent of the mare known as Moonlight Sanota's Last Hope, he brings his face into a frown, head now held up at a caulk, he snorts...
    This mare, he has grown onto, his lust for her, not lust ... No its not lust, he only wishes to be with her, he flicks his tail with frustration.. How?.. And why would she walk away from him that way...
    What had he done wrong.. In his prime, he would think he knows how to charm a mare, but its not charm...
    Its a bond..
    He sighs, resting his right back oynx hoof, he only stands... Watching..*


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  • again... -- Ireland, 20:34:47 04/06/01 Fri (152.163.205.59)
    ....veered, only plagued
    dust in stone, mirth alive
    so precious I find

    ' is it so hard? Difficult indeed
    I have only acquired one friend '

    by thought, out of plain sight....drifts tonight
    soaring by light
    dance by beat
    the Irish no better
    when sounding life calling
    the last of what was

    she breathes

    ' someone be mine '

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  • if only.... -- Ireland, 12:48:27 04/06/01 Fri (64.12.105.28)
    lime and ash under the rockefeller time,
    falling to shatter
    splendor ripens and shadows dream in song

    lost oboe creeps
    the drums reap
    and I alone

    find it hard to believe


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  • -- Shetan, 16:44:36 04/06/01 Fri (63.17.221.153)
    Fatale is mainly a combatant but today no hardships will be given to the masculine since she is too fatiguing to wrangle with the male. She may appear to be of the puerile type but is quite prudent and puts on an exhibition for those who think she's green to duel a stallion of such barbaric potency. Anyone with common sense knows that if a progenitor infuriated the stallion kin, he could garrote the being with one malignant buffet [may be over exaggerating but you get the point] and the dam population could vanish. Most are amenable as for she has obtained the will to clash. There are some out there that could be tedious enough to fight one, but she merely checks their perimeters and unsuccessfully in the end she becomes the acquiescent one. Teeth clank in mere disappointment as the plane of boredom she is apperceiving. Maybe a fraudulent fight between mare and stallion would do the swindle? Oculars are driven in the cardinal of the wooer; summit slants in mere veneration if that will actually dose the ennui lingering inside this muscular mare.


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  • -- Untold Legend, 16:26:38 04/06/01 Fri (63.17.221.153)
    Vibrations are perceived from quadrants away, barely open-eyed. Possibly could it be some unmerited virile who dares to allege she as his accolade? I think not! Wait a minute, this is no base sage, she knew her foregoing one's perfume still dawdled in her sensors. Fibroid sable, he appears to have accrualed some age as so has she, but to her he will always be a tale and beloved to her. Effeminate cogitates speechlessly before impending this augmented leitmotif. Congealed mane lambrequins casually along a commonary Andalusian crest. Pallid cut attenuates scabrous muzzle to the elder paternal.

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  • New -- Untold Legend, 20:33:41 04/02/01 Mon (63.17.213.46)
    Unforsaken enchantress is this being. None have seen quite a primitive as this elusive she-beast. Customary perfumes are drawn to the extraordinary designed feral from above but personality is seemingly of that of the hawkish side. Only one has touched a undomesticated side. Could he retame this maestro of chicanery or not? The tangs, could it be, heart aches is that afar her antecedent master? The depth is explicit and stature, but no it doesn't have the distinctive stimulating odor, but this creature is juvenile than thee tamer. Out of the blue, primed femme realizes that mark is her spawn, a full grown bronco he is. Age of four and has begun a coterie. Soon an exact photostat is picked up, daughter motif, Shetan. Both progeny has happened to be in the same holdings. Coincidental? Yes, I believe so. This squabed beauty is the progenitor of the doven hellion, Shetan and the sooty brute AeroLegend. Salutation is fluxed off into the soggy atmosphere to the stag and fawn. Flagrant oculi gather the expeditious jolts of the chary rabbits and squirrels that make haste across the way. Not easily affrighted by the usually nocturnal critters. Hewed visage is extended to meet the pulped wood's earth as sinew are tense in mere turmoil of the unrevealed empires.



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  • *...A Return to Power...* -- Hyzenflae, 15:53:22 04/06/01 Fri (24.4.252.42)
    *Enters an older mare, arthritis never challenging the flow of her gaits. She longs for the desert only all the more, now, as her elastic, infamous trot carries her to the Forest Gathering. No falter marrs her movements, only she flows as does the river she never knew, that is until her coming to this place four years ago. Her sexual interest in stallions had faded after the production of her third foal, her first born pure to the desert, the second to her Warmblooded Stallion (the foal a colt later to be named Witraz) and her last...Fajera. The wicked one, of the same sire. Dark in coat and demeanor, she would never forget the unutterably charming smirk that too frequently had washed over her face. The mare feels a chill trace a path down her spine, chased by a sharp tremble and a quite devious bit of a smug grin. Glory and Wind, Pride and Power. Tosses her head to the sky, the mare arches her elegantly cut neck and pricks forward large, fine ears. She sends forth a shrill cry, the illness in her elder body had been ousted for the time - however for the mare, there was not a lot of time left. A wild mare, she was just past twenty.*

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  • -- Ashes to Ashes +And Dust to Dust, Here Lies Someone I Wouldn't Trust+, 14:12:18 04/06/01 Fri (205.188.193.156)



    +Snowkissed juvenile lurks amongst binding grove of woodland. Once analysis of commingled equus is taken, physique advances onto ample living space. Both male and female genders are scrutinized thoroughly, not seeing the familiar darkened brute christened "AeroLegend". Coarse "train" elevates slightly, billowing moderately in encircling drafts. Twin set pirouette persistantly, remaining vigilant. Pristine mug descends to shear the olive blades that reside below in stillness+

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  • ....watches intensely.... -- Ireland: Of Legand and Lore, 19:01:28 03/27/01 Tue (172.134.208.69)
    ...silent and still, the beating of drums....the call of lustful melody....her eyes remain fixed on the horizon...searching, though not lost....for no one is there....all blind....

    dance in plea....remembering...

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  • ~~~*New*~~~ -- Flaming Victory, 06:52:51 04/06/01 Fri (24.17.75.13)
    Dignified steed prances in. His coat is of a dark bay, raven, unkempt mane falls across his slenderly muscled neck. Crimson oculars search the land, scanning over each equine. Mucsle strewn body halt bunching with unstoppable power. Uncanny auditives swivel listening to the sound of other horses grazeing at the tender grassoline. His coat no longergleams in the sun for it never has. Born to the mountain herd it is thicker, built to endure harsh winters. Marred with the scars of many battles, he stands alone. A jagged scar stands out creasing across his chest. It was made from his son. One of a living legend, one of power, speed, beauty. He was born to a mare, bred for man's racing purpose. Thoroughbreds to race the track curcits. The young steed's coat of a crimson bay, the unmistakable star on his forehead is the trademark of his sire. Not knowing the name of the young stallion he snorts.
    Looking at the mares he snorts. Not are wild, all are tamed by thier stallions. Only the best will he choose, it is you??? Or are you just another mare to fall victim of his cold glare????

    (ooc.soory got a little confusing in there)

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  • +She stands alone+ -- Queen Of Swords, 19:22:36 04/02/01 Mon (24.69.196.3)
    +Slightly stiff from her meeting with Pharoah she does not venture down to the creek to drink.. the hike down the rocky hill is to risky... so she stands.. hidden in the shadows... ready..for anything..she watches+

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    • -- ..., 19:28:45 04/02/01 Mon
  • ....n o t i c e... -- Relic, 20:43:36 04/02/01 Mon
  • In the Shadows -- Pharoah, 09:23:33 04/03/01 Tue
  • Relic will be gone until Monday.. -- ..., 21:11:53 04/04/01 Wed
  • New Femine Equine -- Allegro, 06:34:38 04/04/01 Wed (207.121.52.29)
    ...:::Callow ebon ingresses in a stance of intensified silence, hindering strides beneath flourishing Oak tree, tenacious growth looming over bantam, petite frame. Vernal light seeps through dense sage leaflets of earthly growth, spilling onto burnished ebony pelt, warming sinew beneath atramentous fell. Prominent muscles and tendons ripple subtley 'neath taut flesh as juvenlie temptress of feminine gender impels self forth across wide-spand, capacious lithosphere, rounded hinds her launch-point, compact forequarters extending far, grasping topsoil beneath unblunted nails. Keen amber oculus, glimmer like lanterns, deep-set within stately, chiseled features, flee from place to 'nother, raven banner ripples like a waterfall of ink 'hind fleetly moving being, releasing mellow perfume of lowest peak of first estrus:::...

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  • Phaoroh- - - - - - - - - - - - -- Storm Chaser, 20:57:05 04/01/01 Sun (24.65.31.16)
    I am quite shure that you will, she says nickering to the stallion. She snorts tossing her elegant head. Enjoing his company she smiles, might it be time that we went back to your tt? Rainbow Falls right? Turning around she playfull nips at the stallions withers...

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  • Hecate -- Firestone, 19:04:56 04/05/01 Thu (24.17.75.13)
    Crimson bay stallion looks about having spotted the wolf and the two stallions. Understanding the she meant no harm he whinnies wondering if she will come. Muscles slightly tense but he had learned to trust in these creatures. Thinking of Wyndstorm and Flash back home he nickers wondering if she will come. For he too means her no harm.

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  • -watches- -- Hecate, 19:25:13 04/04/01 Wed (64.12.102.33)
    Crouched beneath a bush, hidden in the shadows, a sleek black wolf scans the area. Amber eyes glow like a dying flame, a low growl comes from within. She stays still, like a rock, watching...waiting.

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  • Firestone -- Nefirtitti, 10:02:11 03/31/01 Sat (205.200.61.127)
    The fragile tempered mare looks for him now. The one who can help her. In her mind she calls his name."Firestone". She can bear it no longer, she longs for the protection of her blood. Please.

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  • fallen -- Cascade, 23:13:18 03/31/01 Sat (63.61.52.246)

    Rogue femmie travels by lonesome. Head low for it feels heavy. Milky orbs look at others as travels become more weary. Slowing down to a mear walk she looks around to new home boefore collapsing on ground. Its been a lonf travel and she has made it.

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  • ............ -- Owner, 18:19:02 03/29/01 Thu (63.252.162.76)
    Come to Singin'Valley... a game which has been up and running through thick and thin
    since the closing of the first Freedom Country. This
    land is ruled by Backdraft and Radical Jack, who, in real life, are friends and fair "rulers."
    Not many rules are
    enforced, but those that are written should be obeyed. The most important one, that
    will never be bent, is "no
    mythicals"/semi-realism. Please come and check us out.


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  • (OOC: sorry so long on the reply) -- Devil's Advocate, 22:00:58 04/04/01 Wed (204.227.16.80)
    Brute advances as enticed, horn embedding in sodden terra firma. Proximity heightens already acute senses, until every slight movement and alteration of reality echoes off the barrier that is his mind. Approach is imminent, commencing carefully. (g2g offline, more later)

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  • +She whistles longingly+ -- Moonlight Sanota's last Hope, 19:25:23 04/02/01 Mon (24.69.196.3)
    +Silver tears stream down her face as she realize that this time..Fiery grave will not return.. he shall never see his two daughters... she stands, her head drooping towards the ground...wishing for his return.. even though she knows that chances are... he's gone..+

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  • New Mare -- White As Snow §Arapazia§, 06:14:40 04/04/01 Wed (207.121.52.29)
    *Ashen feminine equus emerges from dissipated fingers of tenebrous coppice, pert onyxs divoting elipses into the rain-moistened macrocosm, teardrops of the sky loosening from pale jaden foliage, clinging to undiluted dove habliment. Hastily persues open loam, pliable, compact limbs springing together with each fluent stride of unfluctuating gait. Melliflous snowy appendage, consisted of extensive, spun-silk tendrils ripples above rump, personifying an air-light banner, distinct, poignant essence of season within normal scent...no method of masquerading her state of heat. Charcoal-hued labrums of velveteen texture part, throaty soprano cry of greeting is discharged from deep within chestal cavity. Finely-tuned tympanium remain alert atop un-marred poll, soliatre auditive gyrating toward any resonance of fellow species, it's twin erect, straying tendrils of forelock woven around it's fluted structure. Expressive, abysmal pools, ember-dark reflect the visionary of other equines as female halts abruptly, yet leisurely, scrutinzing surroundings for hazard or interest with a practiced flare*

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  • i have a ? -- a player, 17:03:39 03/30/01 Fri (64.12.102.28)
    can we have babys? and mte the long way?

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  • join my friends rpg site -- Kat, 16:38:37 04/03/01 Tue (205.188.200.48)
    it rocks!!!!!!!!!

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  • ..The quiet mare enters the land, prahaps for the last time... -- Novalee, 10:50:34 03/31/01 Sat (63.166.5.184)
    . . . . ::this mare, known as Novalee stand into the shadows letting the darkness hide her form, only her orbs being able to be caught by any eye... she looks into the gathering, the horses all talking with one another, but she, she stands alone in this darkness, this darkness she is in has no comfort ... like it once did, she loved the way it held her up, with out touching her, it warmed her.. but now .. it only stays with her like a broken leg ... a sad pain that will no go away, only with healing and time.. she gives a soft snort, it ends with a weekness to it, there she stands:: . . . .

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  • .......entrada...... -- Danser, 20:13:55 03/31/01 Sat (208.187.142.158)
    .....dark orbs glisten with moistness .....auditives swivel....paired flares search for scent of her stallion...Face of Danger.......obsidian hooves scar the earth as she paws nervously.....the look in her eye is of pride and impatience...slender neck bends to nudge at her small foal...the small equus being snorts and small ivory hooves peirce the air..amber orbs glistening....low whistle from femme and whirling like thunder the golden creature is return...the femme whistles nervously...eyeing the equines around them....

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  • The bay stallion trots in... -- Trust in Me, 18:45:52 04/02/01 Mon (66.60.153.250)
    He glances around quietly, taking in the landscape. Snorts and tosses his head, smiling, and nickers a greeting. He rears, his hooves slicing through the air, and lands softly. His mane whips about in the wind as he stands, ears perked, head raised, watching...

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  • calm prelude...... -- The Intruder, 18:07:40 03/31/01 Sat (208.187.141.254)
    ....ebony orbs gaze about the clearing from the shadows for his mare ....he whistles softly to Shadow Dancer.....He rears then waits.....stomping impattiently.....

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  • . -- Danger, 20:13:09 04/01/01 Sun (63.17.221.126)
    I am grounded or taken priviledges away or whatever you may call it so I may not be here for awhile well maybe a week or so. My parents think the computer is hurting our family..but whatever..talk to ya laterz!

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  • ..danger..
    --
    ..a.e.r.o.f.i.r.e.., 08:38:36 03/31/01 Sat (205.188.199.164)
    It was a chilled, winter night
    Just outside a gloomy wood
    There before you stood such a sight
    Like a shadow he stood
    His pelt of the darkest black
    His eyes scornfully glistening like fire
    They taunt you with what you lack
    And brandish his hot courage and high desire
    No horro like this have you ever seen
    Nothing matches this acheing fear
    For there before you like a living dream
    Stood your worse nightmare...

    ...Contrived from the womb of the devil's daughter, concocted from the fire of Horus's blaze, a soul was born...
    ...Night, it was a gelid, somber night. No scintillating stars dare bare their celestial glow that night. Winter, it was on the verge of being born once again, its breath glacial and acrid. The leaves of autumn once vibrant and conflagrant at day, now quavering into the air like unpercievable silhouettes, compelled by the wind's merciless wrath. Lit by the vague coruscation that the moon dare luminance through the obscuring clouds, was her empyrean configuration, the opal luster overpowering the dark's conjuration. Inside her, was an entity, striving for the mere breath of air it had been preparing for. Its plaintive cry could no longer be disregarded, and the celestial siren declined, ready to engage in the portent of birth. A prince was born. Into a world so polar, so tenebrous he arrived, a world that soon resembled the creature he became. And then, with innate intentions flooding his mind, plaguing him with the thought of survival, upward the raven elevated upon ungainly limbs, moist lambrums fumbling for the milk-bearing objects that this mentor would provide him with. These only provided him with food for a while, for this angelic dam of his soon was condemned to the beatific lands she was born in, desolating the coaled mage to the immoral world she had first brought him to. For years, he sought sanctuary in the only place he had come to know, the dark. Meeching in the lands of beasts devised from pure diabolism he acquired his personality; malicious, vindictive and pugnacious. All these words built this swarth Satan, and what made him even more potent? The instinct for one thing, something that everyone can go their whole lives dominated by it, and never really know what it is, survival. He moils to thrive, yet can conduct if he doesn't. After many more years, he had become, what is known as a legend. His progeny is of the most prestige, and the most successful; and his enemies the most baleful. So beware, the slate Lucifer has arrived...

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  • ...a moment of silence drops... -- Captured Moments, 18:56:54 04/01/01 Sun (172.155.147.62)
    Enter

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  • fallen -- Cascade, 23:11:42 03/31/01 Sat (63.61.52.246)

    Rogue femmie travels by lonesome. Head low for it feels heavy. Milky orbs look at others as travels become more weary. Slowing down to a mear walk she looks around to new home boefore collapsing on ground. Its been a lonf travel and she has made it.

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  • ....Sweet Surrender.... -- Relic, 21:40:12 03/31/01 Sat (205.188.195.46)

    Steed of regal stature extends velvet muzzle to the bewitching femme, the first of his proud herd. Nibbling softly on her delicate coat, dark oculars shift to the territories...with luck, he had claimed one to be their home. In time, he would claim more mares, making a it a large and powerful community of the sleekest equines in this realm.

    Elegant dial ingresses softly towards the daring femina, nudging her towards their new home, Sunrise Over Delta...


    (ooc: sorry I didn't get your message about chat - I signed off to study for a Humanities test. I claimed that territory, but it needs some work, lol...)

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  • ×Wild femme stands alone× -- QueenOf Swords, 22:40:14 03/26/01 Mon (24.69.196.3)
    ×She walks down the rocky hillside, to where the herds meet.. her anger burning cold inside her.. as the wind tosses her shaggy black mane. She merely watches the herds.. wondering why they try,, why they speak a language that she, and others like her do not understand... There life is differnt.. so differnt.. tame.. and quiet.. no fear or threats... a totally differnt world. She rears, her massive ebon body thrusting up as she screams her cry of freedom... yet again to warn those who know her.. and those who she has not met.. to beware of the black shadow that lurks high above.. on the rocky cliff. She then heads back up the rocky slope..disapearing into the shadows×

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