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Flaming Raven
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Date Posted: 21:41:00 03/22/02 Fri
In reply to:
Cocoa Butter
's message, "*Pressence.*" on 18:10:55 03/18/02 Mon
*Stares at the old fool of a stallion, feeling the anger rising in his heart. *You fool! Have you no respect for the generation that will soon throw your pitiful hide to the ground and trample it beneath the hooves of justice and newness? Why do you loathe us so? Is it because you know your fate, and dread it? Can you see your wretched pelt being flung beneath our hooves and teeth and beaten into the dust? You are old, gray one, and long past your prime, so give it up and surrender your pride, before you surrender your life. Don't you know that your bones are weak and your muscles slowly waxing away into non existance. So now, old fool, I challenge you, if your old bones can carry your body in a rear, and if your lungs can force out a cry of battle. You will be mine, and though you may have the support of the old and dying, look around, and see my followers. They are the young, the strong, and the ready, so prepare yourself for battle, it will be bloody.* He screams at the old horse, and awaits a reply
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