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Subject: Feel the \/\/rath, the Pressure...


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Crashing TidalWave
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Date Posted: 17:00:46 11/14/02 Thu
In reply to: Dry Ice 's message, "*Whispers*" on 19:34:00 11/12/02 Tue

*stallion gracefully canters into the forest, pole-bending round the trees. Slows to trot, then a walk, and peers around the tree and the mare. He is curious; she just spoke to herself. As she shudders violently, he cocks his head; she looks as if she is in great distress. Wonders if she in her right mind or not...for he knows...he knows what lives in here, other than a small herd of horses...*
*Crashing TidalWave's right ear flicks to the right, it swivles back. There is something not right about these woods...definately, something is not right. Evil things lurk around here, that he knows. He is determined not to let them take his mind...that is what must of happened to this mare...maybe it isn't too late...*
*He whirls around to see a dark yet misty and glowing shadow being swept behind a pine tree. Narrows his eyes and presses his back up against a solid rowan tree. He swallows, perparing for an attack of the weirdest sort. On the mind.*
*There is a maniacal laugh in the distance; it echoes around the still forest. The laughter sounds as if it came from a jackel or something...a spirit......

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