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Date Posted: 16:00:26 06/22/02 Sat
In reply to:
Lytishia
's message, "Silence" on 18:45:09 05/12/02 Sun
>All her craziness had bought her nothing. At
>least she had wandered here, among all places. It
>seemed friendly, and warm, and safe. Yes, this would
>do.
>
>For now.
>
>She would have to move on, she knew, to the help and
>compassion of a herd. But she just wasn't ready yet.
>
>Her lithe ivory frame is oddly bulked in the middle,
>the obvious fact of a pregnancy. An unwanted
>pregnancy. Her coyness, her delicate seductive manner,
>had always left a laugh or two. But not now. Now were
>only times of discomfort, and cravings that were left
>unappeased. Now she had someone living inside
>her. A place she wanted no one to be. Amethyst eyes
>are tinted blue in sadness and pain, a pain dealt by
>her herdmaster, who had chased her away. Far away...
>Her light silken mane bounced easily on a breeze,
>though this did not lighten her mood. She carefully,
>cautiously, took a drink, soothing her itching throat.
>Her udder felt tight, and in a quick decisive moment
>of discomforture, it happened.
>
>A small wave rippled over her side, a sharp pain acute
>in her senses. Her head lifted abruptly, nares wide,
>gasping air. She shook her head, wanting to run away.
>Could it possibly be time? She looked around
>frantically, but saw no comfort that she sought.
who is the father of this child that is to born
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