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Black Death
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Date Posted: 16:19:54 08/19/01 Sun
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In reply to:
Risk
's message, "*he snorts angrily at Dusk "Your time is running out" he warns, his anger now boiling over*" on 17:37:28 08/09/01 Thu
His ears slam even farther against ebony skull, muscles quivering and taught, ready to spring, all of him focused on resisting the urge to attack. His hiss is audible, though he remains at a distance, for one step closer to the other would set him off into attack. "Wrong? Half my life was wrong. And what was most wrong about it, about myself is that I believed that I could have a loving family, even if my parents were gone, that I'd be accepted, instead of turned on. I thought perhaps they would be what my mother made them out to me. I was wrong is standing by you, in standing up to the only remaining guardian, only father-like figure in my life, for you. I was wrong in thinking that maybe love was meant to be, that it would work itself out, period. Most of all I was wrong in trusting you." Deadly calm fills every bit of his composure. "You are no longer my family, no longer related to me. Leave me alone, you've done enough damage as it is. And despite your haughtiness, much of it is to your so called true love." Suddenly powerful muscles propel him towards the colt as if in attack, then he swerves, something almost like a tear in his eyes, and leaves the land, kicking a spray of dirt at the younger stallion as he heads for the Caves.
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