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Date Posted: 20:48:49 01/17/03 Fri
Author: Frozen Dreams
Subject: [hear my words]
In reply to: Brush Fire 's message, ".crimson.and.clover." on 19:53:26 01/17/03 Fri



Frozen Dreams





come to me.. stand somewhere in the basic vicinity of my vision.. all the same. dying flame smoldered across his pallid hide as the stallion stepped forward. -- yes, humbled himself -- toward the disinterested gaze that floated his way across clamouring space and time. and even as he approached, and in doing so belied his pedestal and respected this femme who had not cared to allow even a word to pass her lips in greeting, the dusty mascu guarded his confidence and haughty appeal. charcoals accessorized his features as occular sensory, and they still festered with unkempt sparks of arrogance. it reigned in the cocky flip of his mane.. all the way down to the idle rap of his polished flint into the frost coated stones.
ebony veil tainted his features with falsehood as it swayed and danced in the chill breath of the mountain, now covering, now uncovering his pallet beneath.
imposing stature suggested the majesty that hung from his lithe form. and hinted at untamed ambition. though it was her home, and he had come to her, he eyed her with scathing hesitancy. nostrils flared revealing coral lining. absorbing her frangrance as the breeze, almost at his whim, drew it toward him. he caught it without removing his eyes from the locked position they had assumed within her own pools. after a lengthy moment he spoke. dropped heavy words upon the air with careless disdain. empowering the importance of his implicating message as he spoke forth, a few sentences, scratched a hole through the wrapping on the christmas present.

I come bearing an important burden, and difficult questions. changes loom with growing weight upon the horizon, are you prepared? here on your mountaintop home for what is to come?

letting his speech hang in balance between himself and the indifferent mare he exuded a patience so uncharacteristic it was nearly blinding. and causes me, even as we speak, to cringe from my screen. fire was held in concentration within the living form. but his ashen pelt kept tight leash upon the rampant qualities of his persona.


f r o z e n | d r e a m s
Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude.









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[> [> [> This stallion. Despite Brush Fire's apparent lack of interest, the stallion had spoken as though he were one equal of a king, as though he claimed the Earth with every step. -- Deepest Desire, 04:25:17 01/18/03 Sat

No. Alas he did not, but Deepest Desire did see the way he carried himself -- an air of arrogance and superiority. Aside from the incessant wondering of what had caused for this stallion to enter into her domain, her crumbling havoc but home nevertheless, she was faintly curious as to the words he had spoken forth. She was reminded of another stallion, one who had risen and fallen although with respect, however diluted it may be. Would he be the same? This one seemed more demanding, more domineering and immediately she was wary of his character. Years away from the Ridge had indeed softened her but now...now she was being thrown back into the tumbling and havoc-filled childhood of her Past, where her guard was up and senses weaving through the air like heat waves, drawing in each reaction, every move.

Slowly, lazily, but holding high dignity and a reserved cover, the silver tinted mare moves towards the stranger, pausing several feet away from him, every fibre in her body screaming for her to just listen. Listen to the wind as it slithers around your legs, listen to the sun as it drills into your cells. No greeting, no acknowledgement, just a transient moment of inquisitation rushed through deep amber eyes. Gone like the lightning.

"Identify yourself."


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[> [> [> [> [the messiah] -- Frozen Dreams, 10:53:49 01/18/03 Sat



Frozen Dreams





abrasive mascu made a languid sweeping motion, drawing the newer aquisition of the conversation within the encompas of his stare. he heard her speak. but it took a few seconds to withdraw himself from the silence that had envellopped him. auditives circled lazily atop his finely chiselled pate and homed in on the sterling femme. he absorbed her appearance, her persona with a blink of his stygian lamps and retreated his gaze from her only to have it catch on her own pools. his boa arched in artful fashion, with the single gesture a million consequences became apparant. he had risen himself once more to his proper pedestal. the quietness of his confidence dissolved into the greater force and his persona erupted in a volcanic explosion of certainty. when he spoke every timber of his voice echoed with the self-assurance and loud disdain that coveted him on a regular basis.

i am called Frozen Dreams. and I come from Evil Valley, bearing a message. you must be Deepest Desire. will you hear what i have to say?

oh yes, the stallion had done his homework. he was neither ignorant nor unprepared. and for a second time that day.. and maybe for a second time in all of eternity he bowed his head to authority. once before he had humbled himself in such an obvious display. and the action stood out in his mind with the greatest regret his personality could muster. when his thoughts were turned to the event it caused his heart to ice with vehement dissapointment in himself, and his pride to expand, until he felt that once more he was justified in being himself.
with obvious reluctance to perform such degrading actions his mug tipped a half an inch, no more, to the mare and rose again to it's haughty plane. in this manner he concluded with blatant disregard for authority that he came to her as an equal. and spoke with her as an equal.


f r o z e n | d r e a m s
Dreams never fade, but evolve in the frigidity of solitude.










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[> [> [> [> [> Actions speak louder than words. She had barely paid any attention to the words formed and expelled. -- Deepest Desire, 23:50:01 01/19/03 Sun

Was he for real? Unsure of how to react, she settled for the same stance, the same bold outlook she held, slipping easily back into her old form -- sharp, straight, and locked into the cell of maturity. Juvinile acts seemed so far away and urges to flounder aimlessly into girlish laughter disappeared under the ash. Cool, confident; the image presented to her by this stallion was one she had grown accustomed to in this sexist world, male dominance coursing as swiftly as the blood river.

"I will."

Nothing is worse than a shower of ink -- She will hear what it was he had came for. He deserved her ear, sure enough as he began to regard him less as an outsider.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [for my life] -- Frozen Dreams, 14:55:32 01/20/03 Mon

with apparant conceit the messenger stallionlifted his mug to a higher level, his ebony pools lockedonto the form of the other as his words hit the air, one after another. confidence boosted his clipped tones and made the speech silky smooth in the telling. his voice was a clear baritone as he settled into the oratory challenge, and expressive in it's monotone.

a mutiny has arisen against our monarchy. I have come to decipher where you, and the equines of the mountain, rest in your loyalties. do you believe, as i do, that malussinn has too long held the throne, and that his unseemly behaviour belittle us all as a people. that such a Queen as cirrus should not hold the privelege of ruling. malussinn and cirrus are a horrid representation of what we are. the king himself scorns our hatred, this which fuels our lives. and the queen? she rules by association, an does not even reside within the lands of the evils. a unicorn. not even a horse. why not put one of our own on the throne? i come her today to hear your take on these tidings. i have come here to request of you to take a stand for your herd. pick a side.

he left off with that, ivory squaresclicking together again, dipping his mug once more toward the frozen earth, harrowing gaze locked indefinitely within those of the mare. he held an aura of complete passivity, the silence radiated from him like rays from the sun. his fire was quelled as he awaited a response.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Faint shock, but hardly surprise. -- Deepest Desire, 19:29:34 01/21/03 Tue

Of course. What other stallion would have dared to lead this mutiny against Malussinn? This lead...he wanted the power, and he wanted the glory. Ambitious, certainly but would it be wise to follow this stallion. No, not follow. To step with him in his path of treason. Did the King himself know of these proceedings? She was curious, but didn't show it.

"Surely you realise these 'options' should not be decided purely by spur of the moment?"

Did he really expect her to make her decision so soon? She had followed Ziraga to an extent, but Malussinn...she remembered him from when she was a mere filly, foolish and thinking she were better than him. She would have to think about this for longer.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [are you ready for this?] -- Frozen Dreams, 18:13:26 01/22/03 Wed

conceding her point with the faint nod of his pallid crania, but the look set into his occulis does not waver at all with her words. he had considered this, but time pressed heavily upon their shoulders. he spoke again, not the slightest change in pitch differentiated this speech from the last.

yes, i realise that the alotment of time is somewhat discomforting. but i'm afraid there is nothing to be done for it. things pass more quickly than we expected and the time for action is upon us. we ask that you express your loyalties for us. but if you fail to so comply; it will not be disastrous for our cause. we will deem you neutral for now, but a time like this will come again, when we require such knowledge of you.

tossing his mane show-offishly he concluded, emphasising his pronunciation with a sharp tap of his onyx dagger into the frosted earth. as the sun slithered its way toward the horizon it cast contrasting rays upon his receptive pelt, but the trim of darkness that dampened his energies, and put a somber touch on all actions he performed failed to reflect the brilliant array of pinks and purples and oranges that now haunted the sky and the remaining snowy clouds. ebnoy pools were still fixed directly within those of the lead mare. his regality showed naturally in his stance, and confidence carried him.


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> bringing it back to the top -- FD, 14:38:02 01/25/03 Sat


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> A brief but distinct movement. -- Deepest Desire, 19:14:27 01/26/03 Sun

"This is a decision I cannot make alone. My herd and I will have to discuss these matters. I ask you wait."

Her voice keep constant, knowing that even the smallest slivers of time could aid in her decision. This was not a matter that she could choose for all the herd, the responsibility playing heavily and dancing across her heart. Who would she follow in the end? Amber burning light sierra, she held the other's gaze, not beng one to back, even at the most subtle of challenges. Her instinct fighting against will and a slight sardonic glimmer touched her aura.

[sry about the lateness. i had computer problems]


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> -[the drums are rolling -- Frozen Dreams, 05:52:23 01/27/03 Mon

calculating the timeline in his grey matter he was displeased to note such a delay in plans, but heck what could he do about it? and so settling himself comfortably with a shift of his bulk he tipped his pate to regard the lead mare, and was both amused and irritated by her democratic approach. as his ebony pools fixed upon her in a scrutinizing gaze he nodded, indicating without words that she should proceed, that he would wait. but within his loose poise was a tenseness of his muscle that indicated he would be impatiently waiting.
as the wind lifted his stygian locks he glanced about himself once, rather disdainfully before returning his eyes to the mare, he did not take easily to being hindered and she had just put a rather large kink in his and aerial's plan. but he would wait, as it was better to be thorough than to be quick.
he just hoped it wouldn't be too long now.

mrrs. that's ok. i just get impatient when i'm bored. -grin-


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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Scary. -- Deepest Desire, 00:37:07 01/28/03 Tue

With or without the bite of impatient that filtered its way through, she knew that time was not not on her side, nor his and so slow haste she must make. Having supposedly granted his permission for her to consult the rest of the herd, she dips her head slightly, silver'd locks briefly brushing across her eyes and moves away, pivoting slowly and heading to an open enclosure to catch the needed attention.


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