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Subject: -why- [nothing my foot] Author: True Choice [North Star] [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 17:48:16 06/03/02 Mon Author Host/IP: NoHost/65.171.170.183 In reply to: *Winter Star* =Winter Frost= 's message, "*"Shhh little one, one of our dear friends has passed on....there is nothing to be afraid of..."*" on 17:41:02 06/03/02 Mon -Oh Star. I should of done something. My kin-my cousin. He's dead. Everyone is dead or broken. I feel like my heart was a china plate and someone dropped it. It's shattered everyone. Whenever I try to pick up the fragments, they're cutting me. Star, I don't know what to do anymore. I'm not a great monarch of this herd. I've got no wisdom to rely on.- [colt furrows his brows, but doesn't trot forth. Death frightens him. He knew that the still figure was his relative. Finally he trots forth and nudges the form of Autumn Moon. When it doesn't respond, he nips it. Feeling his baby teeth sink into the icy hide, he bolts backwards, slipping 'pon a loose rock, but not injuring himself. Death. He didn't understand that concept and he stood, head lowered, oricles filled with the greatest fear they've ever known] [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date *"There was nothing you could have done for him my love....instead of cutting yourself 'pon the pieces of your china-heart, allow me the pain, for together we can get through this...you have experience to go on, and your wisdom will only help...please don't torture yourself...."* (NT) Winter Star 18:00:39 06/03/02 Mon -nods- -- True Choice, 18:05:47 06/03/02 Mon *nods* -- Winter Star, 18:13:19 06/03/02 Mon -drops visage- -- True Choice, 04:28:40 06/04/02 Tue