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Date Posted: 18:29:43 01/02/02 Wed
Author: Unforgiven
Subject: .venture, yet wary.
In reply to: �Shadowfax� 's message, "�Shadow Dancer�" on 18:02:26 01/02/02 Wed

.daring to venture closer to feminine figure upon the snow does he move close to find her asleep. look but don't touch. so were the words proven in the rest of the harem. their words he would obey. visage bobs as he turns away. leaving her to peace and quiet.

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[> [> ((Forsaken)) -- Abbadon, 18:52:06 01/02/02 Wed

((Angered snort is given t'wards him as she bares enameled grippers at he-beast. Warning. This was your last chance, steed. Stay back, while you have all your limbs. Dancing across the lips of fury is a last smile 'fore banner cracks as leave is taken from the gathering.))

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[> [> �Shadow Dancer� -- �Shadowfax�, 19:56:57 01/02/02 Wed

�Dreams of horrible things, things that should never be thought of again, uttered upon no one's lips. Terror sinks in, mare breaking into a sweat, melting a thin layer of snow around her. While everywhere else it is freezing, she herself is burning up with fever. Wakes up, breathing heavy. Remembers it was all a dream and is slightly comforted. She smells others that have come near, one her sister, the other a servant. Pays no heed to either though, without the strength to stand. Breathes in short spurts, fear building on fear. Death was apparent, but horrid feelings were inside her. Falls into a drowsy sleep, unable to seperate the dream from the real, the real from the dream�

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[> [> [> .stand. -- Unforgiven, 07:01:20 01/03/02 Thu

.leaving the she-beast to dream her dreams, he walks off with but brief nudge.

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