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Date Posted: 16:35:17 02/17/03 Mon
Author: Frozen Dreams
Subject: -the end
In reply to: Euripedes and Perseus 's message, "*The magic and the mystery*" on 19:37:48 02/13/03 Thu

with a sardonic yawn to replace himself within the spotlight the beige demon grins condescendingly at the confident arrangement set upon the young stallions features. it amused him that any individual could be naive enough to believe that they could best aerial at her own game. from his own observations, there was but one capable of such feats. and when confronted, the sygian fatale blew the topic with a snide remark and imminent departure.
however, he wished the passionate mascu luck in his quest, silently, and with a bored glance to the owner, pivotted upon his sinewd hinds and broke up the gathering with his departure. not wishing to leave the conniving elder male to extract valuable informations from his psyche at leisure. a strong, three-beat gait carried him toward the horizon, a differnt route than taken by his partner, for he took care to stay well out of her range for the present.
at thought of her a memory drifted across the screen of his consciousness and relaxtion calmed the muscles he had had no idea were worried. the task was done. the gift was given. gift. if it could be called that anyhow.
as the golden flame exploded in an extravaganza of magnificent hues. alighting the element with it's passion before it's place would be usurped by a satellite of smaller proportions, but greater proximity.

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