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Subject: =a tale to tell=

Author:
Winter Frost

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Date Posted: 19:18:49 06/26/03 Thu
Author Host/IP: strd-p1a-60.lakefield.net/206.40.120.67
In reply to: Sunfire 's message, "^silent^" on 19:06:17 06/26/03 Thu

=Glance is cast to beloved, knowing she would be putting him through the same thing if she told him, yet knowing it was already that bad if she did not. Slowly lips part, her story falling off her lips as if she had witnessed it on film, not lived it herself.

When I got there, I could see my mother and father fighting amongst a black wave of darks. The entire herd is situated in Open valley. They were tormenting my parents. Teasing them and battering their old bodies. I begged them to stop. They offered me a deal. Myself for their freedom. It was done. They left.. I do not know how they fair now. I stayed. They were not as unkind to me... The male leader, Noche, had taken me as his prisoner. Another deal he did propose. You see he spoke to me of my own past. Of my life's struggles. He also spoke of North Star... He said that my beloved twin may decide to go dark. That he is as of now on the fence. He promised me that if I complied with his wishes he would steer my brother away from such a course. What did he want you might ask? He wanted my fistborn. An heir to his throne. ...I complied. I birthed his spawn. ..He looked so much like me.

He was so fragile, crying out for me, and I could not come... I dare not. Another mare took him, cared for him. He loved her instantly. She will be his mother. Noche freed me and I returned, hanging only to the promise that when the time is right, my son will be told of me and allowed to make his own choice...

Story breaks off into tears, sobs and more sobs until she had little breath, panting there as sweats and chills broke out over fevered flesh. Pain was all she knew. Gaze does not seek the form of her beloved. The sounds of the world were fading away. Only if she stirred could she hear them. Death called. But she did not answer. She would endure her hell.=

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Subject	Author	Date
^sorrow^	Sunfire	19:23:40 06/26/03 Thu
=pain= -- Winter Frost, 19:27:20 06/26/03 Thu ^no^ -- Sunfire, 19:36:14 06/26/03 Thu =self-hatred= -- Winter Frost, 19:41:49 06/26/03 Thu ^not the way^ -- Sunfire, 20:19:53 06/26/03 Thu =sighs= -- Winter Frost, 07:14:47 06/27/03 Fri ^forever^ -- Sunfire, 11:52:20 06/27/03 Fri =smiles= -- Winter Frost, 11:57:30 06/27/03 Fri ^quiets^ -- Sunfire, 12:03:53 06/27/03 Fri =sighs= -- Winter Frost, 12:12:44 06/27/03 Fri