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Subject: I stand far away, watching him for a moment before quietly, and slowly moving forward*


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Date Posted: 20:18:18 07/01/02 Mon
In reply to: Captain 's message, "*He trots to them.*" on 12:18:13 07/01/02 Mon

A million thoughts run the my head. More than millions, billions, trillions. My body quakes with fear. What am I doing? I wonder. Why am I hesitating to go to him?! my mind screeches. I take off into a gallop, reaching Star after what seems like an eternity of running I embrace him, and nuzzle him. I want to tell him. Tell him everything. Tell him how he is one of the only reasons for my return, tell him how I'd been so blind and foolish, tell him how the entire time my heart yearned for him. But most importantly tell him how deep my love for him goes. I'm crazy about him! As much as I want to tell him these things, there seems to be no need for words at the moment. Words will come later. Words can't show anything. Now, close to him like I am, I hope he can feel the love circulating through me for him. I hope he can even feel a fraction towards me of what I feel for him. All my life, if I cried, I cried silently, but for the first time, my sobs are heard. They're heard as they echo across the feilds, and for that moment all I hear is the repeated cry of bittersweet happiness. Thrilled that I'm home at last, yet tormented that I wasn't home sooner.

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*Stands quietly with her head in his silky, sweet-smelling mane.*Star11:01:34 07/02/02 Tue


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