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Date Posted: 16:16:47 12/31/01 Mon
Author: �evil's Advocate
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Pitch black steed watches over realm, dark optics never missing a thing as mares come and go. The guards were doing well and keeping unwanted equines away from them their distasteful personalities shunned them from the more worthy and reputable ones. Watching fellow masculine mingling in he distance bring steed back to reality, silently pondering why he wished to be part of this herd. Snorting under his breath he stomps a hoof, waiting and watching for reason to dismiss the stud.

Sigh of content exhales as majestic beast watches from outcropped ledge overlooking the sea of horses below. The new arrivals had been judged by their actions, though stay was short opinions were expressed. The rains had melted away the snow and now the lands was muddy and soft, looking to the skies above he wondered when snow would fall again. At least vegetation was still around feeding the steadily growing harem. Watching surroundings quietly masculine decides interactment with herd was needed.

Descending down steep incline he approaches herd with deep snorts and whickers. Orbs dance over each with pride as he knows they are all loyal and trustworthy creatures otherwise would not have been allowed passage into realm. Halting near center of the gathering he watches the battle continue on whicker scent towards guars thanking them for not interfering with the dispute. It was meant to be fought by the two and would end with one a winner and the other same as before. Dial dips as he begins to feed on the lush grass nourished by the previous rain.

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[> [-greeting-] -- [-nemesis-], 18:20:29 12/31/01 Mon

[-what does it take for an angel to die? the unquenchable flame in the spirit and soul shall never be doused. shrill clarion emit'd in greeting to king, dial dips in respect-]

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