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Galadriel, Can't Fight The Moonlight
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Date Posted: 11:48:42 01/05/03 Sun
The back-up lead mare, long gone, returns at a walk, deep in conversation with Galadriel, lead of the Coral Cove territory. Their faces are serious and their tones low. Moonlight steps foreward, clearing her throat. "The members of Coral Cove have sent representatives to Bloody Hollow to discuss a truce with the darks." Her voice is slightly hoarse from disuse(sp?), and she is thin. Her coats luster is gone. She is half starved, and it is apparent that her absence was forced. "I shall let Galadriel speak to you, then I ask you to decide whether or not you wish to make peace as a Territory with the darks." She steps back, her eyes intent on the majestic leader of Coral Cove. "Hello, I am Galadriel." She says, her voice clear and beautiful like a bell, yet it held strength. A faint silver light emanates from her, and the sweet smell of flowers oats the air around her. "I believe we should all make attempts at peace with the darks. This war is pointless. One side wins, it gains bragging rights for awhile, each side gets more power, and they fight again. The lives of our loved ones are the price for bragging rights. Should we not end this pointless battle once and for all? My friend and I await your answer. If it is to attempt a truce, then one of you may be sent to bargain for peace with the darks. I leave you to your thoughts." And both are silent.
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