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Date Posted: 00:07:14 02/19/03 Wed
Author: Adrian
Subject: .[idle confessions].
In reply to: A Star's Rage 's message, " §+Star's Venomous Rage+§" on 18:43:20 02/16/03 Sun

I believe I've passed the age of consciousness and righteous rage.
I've found that just surviving was a noble fight.
I believed in causes too,
I had my pointless point-of-view,
And life went on no matter who was wrong or right.
Adrian to Power




He keeps a suspicious eye on the mare, yet the bay's demeanour softens fractionally. She appeared not a threat, but no trust is put into the blood hued female readily. Very well. He replies, his voice just as quiet. I understand your curiousity, however, I am not going to tell my life story to an unfamiliar mind. With a curtly resolute nod, he dismisses her.

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[> [> §+A Star's Venomous Rage+§ -- A Star's Rage, 08:39:28 02/19/03 Wed [1]

Fae chuckled cranium is dropped to lip at the grass as she shifts to face away from him. He might dismiss her but she was fine where she was.

Didn't ask for your story wot.. just a bit about the land.. no matter.

The fatale muttered lipping a bit more at the grass. Cranium rasied as she flicked oily tail at the brute. Then the blood colored female black maned and tailed moved into a trot as she left on her own accord.


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