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Date Posted: 15:39:32 10/08/06 Sun
Author: Jemma
Subject: |X| Sanctuary |X|
In reply to: Arabian Herd 's message, "Large Egyptian Arabian Herd" on 19:44:31 06/02/06 Fri

|X| Some ways away from the herd stood a sixteen year-old girl, hidden under the dark shade of the trees she stood next to. Her face was not visible, but what was revealed was the low-cut black tank, dark jeans, and black boots she wore. She was so silent - Never making a sound, only watching; Watching ever so silently. It not uncommon for Jemma just to stay in one place and never say a word.
For some time now, she wanted a horse. She dreamed of owning a ranch like her grandfather. Every day she would go down to the livestock grounds to see what kind of horses were for sell. She could never find one right for her; They were either not the breed she liked or they cost too much. After all, Jemma just received a job and had very little money.
In her mind, she thought very hard about her choices. Preferably, she would like a young horse to grow up with her and be easier to train, though she loved how beautiful Sawda looked. Her eyes, not visible in the dark, watched the young horses Andalib, Amira, Labib, and Nakhat. Jemma was a person who could be easily pleased; any one of them would do fine for her. |X|

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