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Subject: "Daylite," he greeted quietly, catching her reflective mood. Author: Star Chaser [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 13:12:33 12/23/02 Mon In reply to: Daylite 's message, ".: one last run :." on 21:34:24 12/22/02 Sun His eyes were trained on the tall form of his oldest son, his only son, his pride: Raze. He could still remember vividly the day he was born, all legs and smiles. Where had that colt turned into such a mature stallion? Had he missed the moment? Had there been a moment? How he wished he could do it all over again. With Raze and the others, there had never been time. Star had never made the time. Thoughtfully, he looked to the mare beside him, brown eyes soft with memories. "Daylite, I have a proposition to make." [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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Subject Author Date .: one last run :. Daylite 17:34:54 12/23/02 Mon "Let's face it, neither of us have had much luck in the love department." -- Star, 19:17:38 12/26/02 Thu *she listens to the conversation quietly from the trees* -- Dream, 09:18:46 12/27/02 Fri The zebra mare's ears prick silently. -- Cebra, 10:16:58 12/27/02 Fri .: one last run :. -- Daylite, 18:35:59 12/27/02 Fri He remained stoical, though a smile lingered just beneath his lips. -- Star Chaser, 13:55:43 12/28/02 Sat .: one last run :. -- Daylite, 17:01:39 12/28/02 Sat