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Subject: /*/present a bittersweet grin/*/ Author: Fight Song [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 18:58:52 07/02/02 Tue In reply to: Wraith 's message, "Smiling, she nodded as tears formed in her eyes." on 16:14:18 07/02/02 Tue Oh nonsense, Wraith, you can talk to me anytime...stop those tears...they don't do you justice. /*/the mare approaches, wishing to aid in the removal of the salty drops but remembering that her current state was basically intangible/*/ Plus, just come to the graveyard, and stand under the willow tree...wait for a breeze and then speak...anything you wish. I promise to answer... /*/her hearty grin now takes the place of the other, shoving it into nonexistence/*/ ...I have nothing else to do. But seriously, Wraith, tears from such a strong being? Never...I'd wipe them away, but I'm not exactly capable of doing that...so you'll have to do it for me, alright? Thoughts of me shouldn't make you cry...even if they don't make you happy...never let them make you cry... /*/plumage slowly center, drooping in celestial wisps against her partial limbs. Ocules large and intentive swirling with a sudden darkness, but hints of care swirling about them for the one before her. Perhaps she wanted to cry herself, but liquid was gone from her now...as was the rest of her/*/ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date Offering a slight smile, she shook the tears from her face. Wraith 04:33:40 07/03/02 Wed /*/a smile creeps upon her foresaken lips/*/ -- Fight Song, 20:12:22 07/03/02 Wed Struggling not to rush forward and touch the fading spirit, she nodded grimly. -- Wraith, 13:13:00 07/05/02 Fri /*/mare nods, the war feathers laced in her hair bouncing gratefully/*/ -- Fight Song, 09:41:32 07/06/02 Sat Her heart breaking once again, the ghostly mare stared at the space where her friend had been. -- Wraith, 10:45:15 07/08/02 Mon