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Date Posted: 19:25:24 07/16/02 Tue
Author: Jakken
Subject: Looks...(cont.)

The stallion peers at the sorrowed maiden for a long time before emitting a soft snort. Her intolerant news was beginning to carve a mark inside of his mind. Not dead, dead, alive, not alive...the possibilities were the same, and not the same. Not alive, but dead, unless he was alive, and not dead. What if it were both?

Not good... he mutters inwardly. He then looks upon Sarina with his utmost grief and pity, for he knew that the two had known each other for a while. Now they were both...Yeryanless. He, in better words, had lost his master and friend. Sarina had lost her only acquaintance and friend in Kavanagh so to speak. Now what was to be done...

Why...why can't I speak to you? It was obvious he wanted to know the whole story. He did know a little about why and where the chinese trained had gone...about Yolane, and where she was presently hiding. But if Yeryan was in fact, dead, in the way he knew the man could die only...then it was pointless to try and follow. Where?? He demands, stomping his hoof against the dusty floor. What happened? I need to know how he...he left!


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