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SilverStar
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Date Posted: Sunday, July 06, 06:25:58am
In reply to:
Seasonal Glory
's message, "As the Seasons change...Remember How I used to be..." on Saturday, July 05, 01:23:01pm
Dished silver face is fiercely joyful in the exhilaration of running, jet nostrils flare furiously, the slender midnight pistons churning rapidly, raven mane and flagging banner streaming out behind her in a raven glory. She gallops along, smoky legs seeming not even to touch the ground, the wind singing a song of triumph in her ears. The past is already breath-taking, but she effortlessly bursts forward,the wind itself left far behind her. Gracefully she makes yet another transition to an even swifter pace, barely running to the filly. Her rivers and flag sweep out behind her, whipping to the light beat of her strides. Coming to a small stream, she leaps over it, graceful as a gazelle, barely even noticing it's there. The fast flying pace is brought up yet again, but still she does feels no exertion. By now she is a flash of silver, a breath of quiksilver that when you turn to look at it, it's already gone. She could run for days like this, flying, racing, almost as though she would run right into the sky.
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