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Date Posted: 10/28/03 6:20pm
Author: Final Frontier, Castaway, Resaelis, Que Sera
Subject: .gathered.

.the small group of horses stand, a tiny gathering of lights amidst the melee. a paint, his kaleidoscope colors a beacon; a tall, bulky bay, calm brown eyes surveying his home in sadness; a slender, raven hued stallion with hints of blue in his tarnished coat; a petite bay mare, looking worse for the wear. they all stand in silence, the only noise being the sound of the mare's labored breathing. the stallions turn worried eyes towards the aging femme, her bay coat flecked with white hairs and dried lather. she snorts and shakes her head, straggly mane flying. all equines stand and watch, wondering what exactly was taking place.


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