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Date Posted: 15:11:24 02/13/03 Thu
Author: Iva
Subject: Really sorry, but I am so strapped for time I can no longer continue Nox's character.

*averts gaze towards the ground* I might regret this spur-of-the-moment decision, but I just don't have the time...Because he was such a splendid piece of artwork, at least I thought so, this will be his final post... *sniffles* I don't think I could put him on the Play Me Please board due to the stark, well, personality he portrayed. I would truly want him to remain the same if played, so I suppose at least this Noxious Ardor will disappear along with me...for now at least. My oh my, I'm rambling. Sorry again, and farewell! *sad wave as she prepares the final post of the wondrous stally. then again, why be so sentimental about nonliving, make-believe characters? ahhhh! confusing myself! scurries away*

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«a sweeping gaze is cast across the terrain he had grown to become accustomed to. the filly he'd been training fluttered through his mind, but was easily forced back the way it came with a simple reply of, "she'll be taught by others if not you." his hopes for a future of dark humor remained undaunted as the muscular pistons began to pull the stocky little frame towards the borders. optics are unable to pull away from the place he'd fled to after being exiled within 2 days of his arrival to these lands, the bronc pauses for a moment, as if to say his parting dues and then move on with life, or be it, death. ebon' dial tosses as a farewell, nigrescent tresses like leaping shadows on his formerly arched crest. whip plays along his hocks in its foolish, carefree way. ah, how he'd miss the rather odd adventures CM held for all. perhaps he'd return, though the thought remained dim in his mind. other forces were pulling him away, and he relented, not in the least reluctant to leave lands. in a way, he resembled a Buddhist, for he was not attached to worldly posessions and believed that, all in all, there was a path to nirvana, and one did not have to be perfect to achieve this versus being cast back into the world with reincarnation. alas, his body was nay weary and the steady little bloke would be able to sustain a jaunty pace to wherever he journeyed next. farewell friends and others. this stallion is on the road again; may it stay that way»


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