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Date Posted: 20:07:05 10/02/05 Sun
Author: Troy
Subject: That is why no one will remember your name.
In reply to: Illusion 's message, "Thy Soul Be Obscured" on 21:07:37 10/01/05 Sat

Troy's ever-present smile faded as the fae's history came alive. He saw the flame smother in her orbs as the tragic story fell to a close. Troy's eyes were filled with sympathy and understanding. I am sorry, Illusion. He spoke the words as if he were speaking to a foal; his words so carefully chosen so they would comfort. It is not fair to trouble you with my past which is also a sad one. Alas, you have told me yours so I shall tell you mine. Troy took a deep breath and began.


My mother, bless her, was just a lowly broodmare. My father,... well let's just say he was an experienced escapee. A faint grin shone on his dark lips. I guess you could call me a lovely accident. His smile instantly vanished. Because I was not planned, the stud's owners refused to accept my lineage. I was abused since the moment I opened my eyes. Troy became speachless and his eyes clamped shut from fear of his memories. People in tan clothing took me away after my screams were hear by passerbys. He opened his steel eyes, staring at the strange mare in front of him. A confused smile quickly reappeared as his memory came back. I guess you could just call me a beautiful accident. It was all he could say. Her lovely name. Illusion. It was all he could say. Her lovely name.

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