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Date Posted: 09:28:34 07/19/03 Sat
Author: Pharoah's Daughter
Subject: ...winds blow 'cross the desert sands...
In reply to: Final Frontier 's message, "\the last wild/" on 09:48:50 07/18/03 Fri

Child of the desert tosses her tapered, perfectly chiseled face, small coal-hued muzzle tipping up toward the sun, snowy rivers flying and swirling in response, a streaming waterfall of cascading, flowing, rippling frothy rapids. Her alabaster profile is outlined on the horizon, achingly beautiful dished face, graceful crest, slender limbs, light, fine body build, fleetness of foot, long, silken mane and highset, flagging tail showing clearly that she is an Arab, a true Daughter of the Wind. Her large, dark pools hold a burning flame that can only be the spirit of the desert, her snowy hide gleams like frothy marble. She throws crystal face with its dusky teacup muzzle glinting ebon coal, the sands of time have passed with too much spent standing still. Her wandering, flying nature demands that she be off again, that she run with the wind, in the wind, through the wind, too many precious grains in the Great Hourglass have been wasted standing still to do so much longer. The wind swirls her frothy streams, impatient and eager. Her clear, exotic tones ring from her core, ~Hello, our paths cross again. It is good to be here, though it is not my desert home.~ She sighs, her airy breath flaring from wide nostrils in her tiny sooty muzzle. A soft, regretful whisper, almost unheard, floats from her lips, ~I cannot go home for yet a long time.~ She lifts her head high and looks longingly off into the distance, her heart pounding in her chest, urging her to return. Shaking her head hard to rid herself of her desires, she remembers sharply that she is still in the company of another. ~Do you mind if I explore?~

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