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Post by Welshie on Nov 25, 2006 20:54:40 GMT -5
Dial held low. Arabelle pushed herself into a steady beat gallop. She stopped herself short as she found a secluded spot. Next to a pond. Arabelle walked her way to where she felt comfortable. Stopping and pulling her dial low. She stood. Giving out a shhrilll whinny once in a while. She needed a home yes. Because She relyed on others. A problem she needed to fix. She guessed she wasnt Queen material. But others may think different. She could change. Looking around at the neatly topped lilly pads over the pond. The soft grass beneath her felt like velvet. The wall of tree's and moss built around her. She liked it in this spot. Though it may not be safe. Arabelle still didnt care.
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Mirage and Sentinial
New Born
Visions of water emerge from the dryness... a protectress lurks...
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Post by Mirage and Sentinial on Jan 14, 2007 16:43:39 GMT -5
Mirage was standing in the middle of a dream. A mare. One that wasn't claimed. And he was there to claim her.
Fae, you be beautiful. I be Mirage. What be your dubbance?
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