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Date Posted: 16:16:44 02/21/03 Fri
Author: Sweet Intoxication
Subject: /Stride\
In reply to: Terror 's message, "Forever in love..." on 09:59:40 02/21/03 Fri

/The young unisus, coming back from her mid-afternoon flight, noticed the shaggy mare enter the territory, she wondered what was wrong with her, she thought about just using her healing powers on her, but unknown was this ailment that she noticed, weakend the mare, she flew down and landed beside the mare, careful not to startle her\ May I ask what is wrong, m'lady? If it is a physical ache that pains you, I could heal it if you wish me to....

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[> Forever and ever -- Apathan, 20:42:31 02/21/03 Fri [1]

A stallion whose life had of late become an empty husk of a life, a life without spirit... a life solely of duty, devoid of love. For he had been living without his love, the mare to whom he had been devoted all these years, and without his oldest friend. Apathan had been living these days solely on politics, devoting himself to retaining the throne for the son of the friend he had lost.

But now, as he raises his head almost listlessly to note yet another newcomer, there seems to be a light at the end of a tunnel the bay had thought was headed only down. It... can't be. Damnit, Apathan, you miss her but don't hallucinate. However, he still cautiously approaches her at a slow trot, dark eyes intent with a hope he is sure will soon be crushed. But as he nears the mare, he only becomes more and more sure. "Terror?" he says softly, his voice gentle and imbued with wonderous disbelief. I'm dreaming. The older Arabian, his mahogany hide that was once so glossy and bright with condition now fading dull with neglect and years, watches the black mare, his emotions locked up tight so they will not overflow.

[OOC: Yes, bad post. But I'm exhausted and decided simple language is good and... LIZZY!!!!! -glomps Lizzy severely- You're back!? YAAAAY!!!!!!! Ahem...]


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