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Date Posted: 17:16:33 06/13/01 Wed
The shadowy bay stallion resides in a tangle of wild, lowhanging pine branches, his regal head dropped to the needle covered ground in sleep. Every so often, his ears unconciously flick back and forth and he snorts. No one can tell what personal flashbacks and horrors are playing inside the king-like cranium, but the stallion does. +^ A large bay stallion canters along a long stretch of meadow, a ghostly gray shadow following. The shadow soon caught up to the bay, and nipped his shoulder playfully. The mare and stallion slow to a trot at the start of an odd wooden blockade. The two horses back up, mare first, and as the gray leaps over the fence, a loud BAAM! is heard throughout the meadow. Birds fly up, and the bay stallion gallops to his love. The crimson blood washes the beautiful white side a frightening red. The stallion lowers his head to the stain and smells it softly. Suddenly, a deep grumble is heard. **~Get outta here, horse! Before I kill you too, stupid worthless bull!~** The stallion squeals in surprise and anger. His thrashing hooves kick the man in the chest. The trigger is pulled. The bullet strikes the horses shoulder with a startling wizz. One last nuzzle to the mare, and the stallion gallops away to his home.^+
The stallion awakes, and lifts his head to his side. A deep scar is on the bay shoulder. A squeal is emitted from his throat... **I should have jumped first! She wouldn't have died!** The torture of the stallion is too much for the moment. He glances at his mares, and gallops off to a deeper part of the woods. Wanting to be alone for a about a day, knowing his mares are tough and can take care of themselves. He knew now why he tended to live near the foresy of Illusions. It's very very close to home....
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