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Date Posted: 04:21:15 11/18/02 Mon
In reply to: StarShadow 's message, "lady o' the stars" on 01:14:14 11/16/02 Sat
The flame bathed obsidian steed flags his silken train and lifts an onyx stone off the emerald carpet, this movement accompanied by an upward tug on visage as the horse surveys the linda. Flequillo dangles over chiseled brow, half hiding his searching pools, wind mischeviously toying with his threads as well as the branches on the storm-battered trees. Thorns pricked, he jigs in place, circling around the blank canvas while impaling the flora underfoot with his ebon talons. Slender pistons collide with a stray scythe of elephant grass, and an accompanying vibration graces the horses flutes, which flicker back like a flame. Flicking back, the lobes and occuli focus on the Evening Star that had seemingly fluttered across the colorless sky, painting his line of sight with vivid color. He whistled from a distance of around two lengths, deeming her worthy, would she chance the tie. The adder coils, bridge arching sharply inward and pointing nares away from femme and toward his own breast. He acquitted her the crime of stealing his 'coronary soul,' and laid a nib of friendship upon her withers, lipping her tresses gently.

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