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Subject: *His nose picks up a scent that he cannot almost not believe, his eyes scan the land almost like a maniac, searching for her. He had longed for her so much these last few weeks. Finally his eyes rest on her, blinking twice to make sure it was really her...*


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Date Posted: 17:58:32 05/12/02 Sun
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In reply to: Legacy's Faith 's message, "*Dappeld silver mare enters hesitantly*" on 00:19:06 05/12/02 Sun


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*Orbs pick up a movement and turn to focus on the familiar steed. Soft whinny escapes lips, as she stands shaking slightly* (NT)Faith21:29:09 05/12/02 Sun


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