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Date Posted: 19:42:42 04/26/03 Sat
Author: Brush Fire
Subject: If only the past would stay buried...

How many months had passed? How many years? The ebony mare that drew herself from the shadows did not care to guess. Time and she seemed to have drawn and signed a contract, wherein both parties would forcefully deny eachothers' existances. So Brushy was unchanged: still perilously beautiful and disasterously high spirited. She trod as lightly as a queen, even as each step left a reckless myriad of ruined lives, broken minds, bleeding hearts. Never one to conceal her motives or emotions, she did not bother to check the light in her eyes as she sought Jesar.

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[> The joy that filled him, even he could not describe. -- Jesar, 20:36:31 04/26/03 Sat

He deftly leaped clear over DOL's head upon seeing his other half in the flesh. He tumbles before her, his once dull eyes stealing glances all over her familier form, wondering Is it really her?. She had not changed one bit, while he himself looked a bit worse for wear. "Are you... are you back for good?" He asked shakily, panting from the rapid burst of activity. After standing in one place dully for so long, it was a wonder he hadn't pulled every muscle in his body. However, the beast within him of hunger was awake again, and roaring its anger at remaining unfed for so long. Jesar, however, couldn't tear himself from Brushy until she answered him.

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[> [> Every part of her that was female lept in response to his appearence. -- Brush Fire, 17:07:20 04/27/03 Sun

With exuberance that matched his own she pressed herself to his side, grinning with a reckless abandon that seemed to make her glow. "Oh what does forever mean anyway?" She replied noncommitally. "I missed you."

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[> [> [> I was hungry, so hungry, for you -- Jesar, 17:28:41 04/27/03 Sun

"I missed you more," He whispers heatedly, tucking her sleek body beneath his neck protectivly, as if his hold were any less encumbering, she would fly away from him. He draped a wing over her side, and with a deep breath manages to control himself enough to talk to her. Well, sort of talk. "Brushy don't you ever, ever leave me again," He whispers again, lower than before.

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[> [> [> [> She did not respond. -- Brush Fire, 18:16:34 04/27/03 Sun

The dark curve of her neck fit perfectly against his chest, so she remained content there. With a satisfied sigh, a small secret grin crossed her face and she knew he was nothing without her. Ah, the power that women weild.

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[> [> [> [> [> [HAHAHAH that last line is great!] -- Jesar, 18:26:57 04/27/03 Sun

Tucking his velvet muzzle into her mane, he inhales deeply, memorizing her scent, he adored her with all his heart. He said nothing after his little 'proclamation'. His eyes slipped closed, and he sighed contentedly.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> Her muscles became loose and supple beneath his touch. -- Brush Fire, 19:28:17 04/28/03 Mon

"Is Desire around?" She fairly purred, manuevering herself out of his grip.

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> He's unwilling to let her go. -- Jesar, 10:20:03 04/29/03 Tue

"I don't know," He murmers, and at this point he doesn't really care either. He rubs his head over her side protectively, eyes closed in ecstacy. (sp?)

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> She despised weakness. -- Brush Fire, 17:35:05 05/01/03 Thu

Giving Jesar one last affectionate, but firm, nudge, she stepped away, distancing herself from the mushy stallion. A look from head to toe proved him to be much the worse for wear, and she frowned at him, "Why are you so scraggly?"

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> He flushes slighty. -- Jesar, 09:51:27 05/02/03 Fri

"Been a bit depressed since you left," he murmered, then dropped his head after a few moments and tore out great mouthfuls of grass. His tail flicks at his sides out of habit, brushing flies from his thin coat.

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