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Halo & Malaak
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Date Posted: 20:29:18 10/22/01 Mon
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Absolute Soul + Dark Angel
's message, "Two steeds fight" on 11:08:20 10/22/01 Mon
She shivers, for fighting was not her way, nor the way of the land in her beliefs. At least not these lands... The trespass of her sacred views of the land stung deeply, for this was the land to be a haven for her family...
That thought alone powered her body as she lunged forward, though only a few strides before halting, muscles tense. This was between Soul and Darkie, not a battle for mares. She might chance getting in Soul's way when his ability to make his moves was so crucial. For the moment, she willed herself to stay put, unmoving but coiled to leap upon the dark stallion when the need were to present itself...
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Black filly watches, wide-eyed with terror and shock, for not only was this dark stallion strange and new to her, but his wicked ways were, too. Such a sheltered life she'd lived here in the valley, for she'd never been exposed to even a single unkind word. This fighting, this raw hatred was uncomprehensible for the young filly. She moved not a muscle, legs weak like jelly, eyes glued on the scene unfurling before her. Soft, almost inaudible gasps and baby cries sprang from her lips, decieving her true age and appearances.
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Both mother and daughter stood still, watching, waiting, minds full of vastly different thoughts, with the bay mare, seething with her uncommon anger, stood nearer to the scene, while the black filly stood upon a knoll where she'd been playing just a short spanse of time before, struck with utter confusion and helplessness, weakened by her previous naivity...
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