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| | wretch emerges from the boundary of the realm. her barrel hugs her delicate rib cage, the excess weight gone. a low cry rips from the pit from her gut. outlets switch from her king to the shadows that traveled behind her skeleton. a snap is issued to warn the other to keep away. only the ghost had visiting rights at this point. | tragik sewn to three blamed upon the two idiots that were killed | ghostie, come here. i have a little somethings. | |
| | minature beast trailed behind his dam. a squeal is permitted to pass the velveteen lips of he as the other equines are sighted. milk gums are bared to show his attitude picked up from his mentor. the only one he had met in his life. except his miniscule sibling. | crime scene sewn to three birthed to the ghost and tragik | mom, i dun know these people. and they are staring. alot. | |
| | younger and smaller of the two newborns followed closely to the side of her dam. a smirk appears on her delicate facials. a cheshire grin that could crack a mirror. a deep growl ruptures from her gravitationally pulled pit. a scowl appears on her mask. just like her mom. | seclusion sewn to three | i say we start a party. get it on. and get away from these people. | |