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Thistle
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Date Posted: 07:50:04 02/22/02 Fri
a young, worthy steed enters the terra on hooves that slashed the ground as thee loped. once a small, bergundy foal, he was now huge, with gigantic feathered wings and a saber horn. he was a breed of unicorn that changed many various colors as they aged, and now he was in the color he might stay at, for he was of age. a magnificent beast arrayed in silver, gleaming like a silver coin in the morning's sun, yet a dull gray color mingled with the silver, like a sliver of smoke, making him not so .....shiny? lol. a dark firey ruby glittered at the base of his obsidian horn, and his bergundy eyes shone fiercely. he entered 'pon the terra, the leader of these old lands, and possibly once again the ruler of it. with a bellow that shook the mountain, the steed reared and returned the call. though it was not a battle cry, it was a cry of the lost. and forth he galloped to the other two, and a whicker of their old friendship echoed in his throat. extending one powerful foreleg, heth bowed, nodding to ech shoulder, then risen. a small grin played at his lips.
"greetings, old friends..."
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