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Date Posted:21:30:03 05/08/02 Wed
The dark mare steps heavily from weariness as she enters her home. Her lids droop and she shakes her head quickly to assure wakefullness. Her black as black mane gleams wettly as each hair sticks to her neck as a result of the sweat from a long run.
Again she shakes her head, stopping only to sway. Her original goal in coming home - to see her family again and relax - is forgotten as exhaustian takes its toll. The princess and mother crumples to the ground in an ungraceful heap of limbs.
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