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Beware, LMR, Tinuviel, & Moons't
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Date Posted: 19:34:40 10/30/02 Wed
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In reply to:
Lily of the Valley
's message, "~*Wild*~" on 09:11:32 10/30/02 Wed
+^Wraith^+
+^Beast snorted and kneeled beside LoV, a silver tipped wing crossing over her own in an embrace. Touching his silven-onyx alicorn to her diamond one, thoughts raced^+
^M'lady, my sister, your son is suffering. Let us take him to the Lake and if he cannot heal on his own we may call a healer. Once he is strong enough, we will tell our stories to you, but I cannot yet for he is as much a key part as any of us.^
+^Voice is more refined and courtly then before he left, it would have been thought raspy in his appearance. A slash obscured his face, though still handsome, he seemed much more worn than he was. Silver eyes turn to see his rose and a slight smile brought forth a more acceptable presence to him^+
+^Forgotten King^+
+^Becoming Wraith^+
+^Beware of Darkness^+
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~*~The Dew always Returns~*~
~*~Winged wraith beauty stood near her fallen nephew. A smile graced her pale features as she nickers to her kneeling sister~*~
"Beloved Sister, you are suprised at my presence"
~*~Clever raising of the brow and then a confident smile to the father of her daughter. Crimson eyes search for the optics of crimson-silver, the ones that only her daughter had, the ebon rose, deadly in all its power~*~
~*~Dam of the Dark Rose~*~
~*~Lover of the Wraith~*~
~*~Lika Mysty Rose~*~
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(*)Beauty(*)
(*)Smiles at LoV(*)
(*It is good to be in your presence once more sister of my spirit.*)
(*)The one of elven lineage reaches out to the daughter of the moor zephyr and winged elven unicorn. Chocolate orbs fall again on the silven steed and she waits for him(*)
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^*Aim for the Stars, and you'll land 'pon the Moon*^
^*Young steed sighed and shook uncontrollably from loss of blood. White eyes open but do not see, he senses his mother and lets out the lowest wicker. Uses all his power to stand and leans on Beware and LoV for support to go to the Lake*^
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