Subject: *steps lightly toward the mare* |
Author:
Eisabo
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Date Posted: 20:22:00 05/02/01 Wed
In reply to:
Perfect Angel
's message, "The silence torn by a scream..." on 01:32:54 05/02/01 Wed
*she stops before the filly and reaches out her delicate head, white mane falling around her deep purple orbs, her delocate lobes locked on the filly, as she aproches her coat shimmers in its pearlesent hue, her slender white legs hold her proudly* One with a coat of such purity.... it is my hope that you carry as pure a soul, for one such as yourself would bear it proudly, *her voice is calm as the rushing water, as her mane falls down her neck cascading over her shoulders like the mountain water rushes down the falls, she holds a heart of purity, and as strong as the bonds of love, she holds her faith for all to see, for faith guides every lost soul, and she had found her faith, as her delicate hooves stepped upon the cracked and foriegn dirt, along the path of life, she knew she must walk, for the sands of time.... were now shifted, by the ever blowing winds of fate*
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