::A younge women around the age of 18 quietly gets off her horse:: -- Westford Garden's Fountains

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Subject: ::A younge women around the age of 18 quietly gets off her horse::

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Katalina

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Date Posted: 15:45:15 05/01/01 Tue

::She pats the white mare softly on the neck. Her gentle eyes search the fountain ,curiously. Her shining golden hair sways with the slight breeze that blows through the Gardens. Her sky blue eyes sparkle as they look at the fountains. She quickly runs over to one of the fountains. She watches with amazment as the sparkling water dances from level to level. She sighs softly as she lyes down on the smooth clover. Her sky blue dress, getting damp from the morning dew as she swipes crisp leaves off of her dress. She smiles mistchieviously and walks up to everyone. Slyly she walks up to everyone around the fountain, and causes mistcheif all around her. She giggles and whistles for the gray mare. It slowly canters up to her, its neck arched. She slowley mounts on the beautiful mare. She turns her head, looking back at the mistchief she has caused between the people around her, she quietly whispers a few words that is barely heard by no one..::
"I can not help myself to cause mistchief. It is in my blood, even though I do not have royal blood in me.. I have true spirited blood, ready for a fine laugh now and then.... Katalina is here.."
::And with that she urges the mare on and trots slowley away::

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