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>- She glared at Circasia's retreating form, the >filly's words sinking in. She was absolutely correct >-- only the merest accident of blood linked the two. >Never again would the older mare make the mistake of >claiming a sibling. Bitterness and resentment coursed >through her veins, a profound anger permeating her >entire being. What was done, was done. The young >filly was gone, presumably to be 'independant' >elsewhere. Turning away, she wandered off in the >opposite direction, vacant gaze half-heartedly looking >for her father. -

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