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Subject: -chestnut mare steps out of the shadows-


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Final Fantasy
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Date Posted: 21:45:01 11/10/01 Sat
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In reply to: Knight 's message, "*slowly nods head, but stays silent. Dark brown eyes glaze over, and he begins to sweat, still he says nothing. His great head lays down flat on the ground. He sighs, and lays still, but continues to breath*" on 13:44:57 11/10/01 Sat

-ebony hooves touch the ground lightly as she looks at Knight.- "Think you could escape, huh?" -she questions, eyes dancing with evilness. He had fled from the Desert of Flames, as soon as he had remembered, she knew him. He never quite knew she had, but she knew alright. She knew his secret, she knew what he was and she wasn't going to give up on finding him and dragging the secret out, until her life passes from her.- "You did think you could, didn't you?" -she questions, this time harder and more forcefully.- "No one can escape me, Knight, just let that, be a warning to you." -she eyes the mark on his neck where she had got him, with narrowed eyes.- "I bet that hurts!" -she sarcasticly said, with a tart tounge to her bitter self.-

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The black stallion snorts, looking between the two, then bares his teeth at Final Fantasy. "Back off." He snorts. "Let him speak." His voice has a tone that says clearly he is not to be messed with.Black Death16:00:04 11/11/01 Sun


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