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Date Posted: 08:27:35 02/09/02 Sat
Author: Stone
Author Host/IP: spider-mtc-tc053.proxy.aol.com / 64.12.105.173
Subject: .:.Dusk Approaches.:.

.:.Stone glances at the horizon...the sun was beginning to descend towards the horizon...he knew that tonight there would be no visit from his brother's minions...they had been forewarned about the battle...there would be no midnight runs through the fields...no peaceful slumber beside his mate...only violence. A fierce battle he would have to win or else perish for not doing so...oculars turn to his brother...so calm and collected...not a hint of fear showing. Stone had never been nervous before a fight...in fact he was always cocky about it...but not tonight...a sense of impending disaster hung in the air...then again maybe it was just him. Striding towards Poison the chestnut brujo nickers softly. Muzzle reaches out gently caressing virago's neck...softly snuffling in lengthy tresses. .:. I love you Poison...never forget that. .:. The steed intones softly...speaking almost as if he wouldn't return from this battle...with a last lingering gaze he calls softly to his brother...then turns and strides confidently towards the MidPoint. .:.

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