~*she trots in and gazes around the familiar tt. sighing she looks to twi*~ its a long story twi....~*sighs again and begins hesitantly*~>>> --

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Date Posted: 12:52:21 03/12/01 Mon
Author: Essence
Subject: ~*she trots in and gazes around the familiar tt. sighing she looks to twi*~ its a long story twi....~*sighs again and begins hesitantly*~>>>
In reply to: Twi 's message, ": The blood bay colt enters at a slow canter, onyx hooves carrying him into his home yet again. As his gaze falls upon the spot where he had been standing when he did the most stupid thing of his life, a deep frown embeds itself upon his dial. A slight chill runs down his spine, but he ignores it. Glancing over his shoulder, he stiffles a sigh and awaits the arrival of Essence. :" on 18:38:07 03/11/01 Sun

it all started long ago, my great, great grandmother was a....~*pauses*~ rare kind of mystic, she could talk with....with the other side, like dead horses and gods. she stayed away from herds and stallions, for fear she would be killed. one day she was off by herself, as usual, and a strange stallion apeared in the small grove she was in. she was about to run but there was something about him, something.....different, like her. they talked and she found out he too was a rare kind of mystic, he could heal horses, fly and make things grow in just one word. though he couldn't do what she could do he was alone for the same reason. they became mates and traveled together for years, they had my grandmother who had the same experience, it was strange because it was like history repeated itself twice because the same thing happened to my mother. my mothers true name was perfect beauty and my father was...shetan. they called me Beauty's Essence. i inharited my great grandmother and great grandfather's powers and now can do....almost anything. i can talk to the gods but i can't talk to dead horses. well, the gods agreed that they would let me come back BUT only if i came in a different form and didn't tell anyone unless they figure it out themselves. i asked them when we were talking before if i could tell you because you knew but doubted and they said yes since you are the only reason i wanted to come back. and thats it. ~*she sighs and gazes into his eyes, searching.*~

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: Listening intently, his deep mahogany orbs begin shining brightly. :
-- Twi, 13:30:11 03/12/01 Mon
- ~*smiles*~>> -- Essence, 16:03:58 03/12/01 Mon
  - : Nickers softly : -- Twi, 17:03:02 03/12/01 Mon