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Subject: _______Charm3d (Entrall3d)


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Cori, Esperanza
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Date Posted: 11:01:58 05/03/03 Sat
In reply to: Wolf 's message, ".u njust p arable." on 07:42:21 05/03/03 Sat

_Cryptic chocolate hued eyes pullulate with curiousity at the enigmatic air of the newsprung equine, pausing for only mere moments she takes a hesitant step forward, her petite ivory colored form gleaming under the miday sun. Her every move radiating with the same inquisitive echo and philosophical reasoning of her dam. She in fact looked much like the elder mare, except the dramatic difference in hue. Soft tresses, tangled by the taunting fingers of the spring wind hanging lifelessly from a finely arched crest as she decidely halts again, entire fame taught, a curious contrast to her light words, yet a perfect match for those eyes that held too much wisdom for her three years, though not a surprise considering a complex tale that all claimed as her life 'ello, welcome to Glory Gove, I'm Cori

()Ebony hooves tap the earth in their rhythmatic pattern that was like a drumbeat to the sweet hymns of the feathered species. Yet as quickly as they began, they fade, and the black bay mare draws to a halt, finely carved head held high, carrying the same aabic tendencies that she'd passed to the younger, her daughter. Faint traces of a remarkable past lie within the few remaining scars she'd collected, some of which from her time as queen, others from a time she'd not wished to recollect. Striking eyes clash customarily with his, shocking for her aging body whihc struggled to remain it's beauty. Her eyes were undying. Vivid, witholding their surpising playful characteristics, yet a bit more wise than they'd been in her younger years, still so alive, so brilliant. In absence of human lips they smile, and a slight laugh slips from her throat at her daughter's mainstream greeting Hullo she sigs in thatcharming tone of hers I would say welcome to our home but i'm araid I've been beaten by many others...

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