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Date Posted: 10:22:25 09/02/01 Sun
~!~ Just when she had begun to believe that hope was still alive, that perhaps she had found a home, the dark figure shivers, only to find that her stallion, once again, had left her - quit, dead, absent, gone forever. She would never know where he had gone. What, which one was this now, how many of these had she been through? Would this fake game always lead her to this, always force her to tag a number onto every relationship and herd she had belonged to? Sighing heavily, nudging her son awake, she draws to her feet, casting a lonley glance around the desolate area. Nosing her friends goodbye, she slowly dissolves into shadow, the cream figure of her son darting along behind her..... ~!~
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