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Date Posted: 09:05:59 10/28/02 Mon
*Palm-frawn shadows dance over the warm, soft, dry bed and a cool wind blows, making for an amazingly comforting and wonderful atmosphere. She helps her colt lie down in the reed-bed and tucks his silky silver tail around his rump. She lips his mane fussily, getting it in place, and glances around, feeling very happy and relaxed. She knows her colt will be safe here in the shelter of the dune and she nuzzles him one last time before walking softly away, her silver hooves making quiet squishing sounds as they press down the sand beneath them. Her skin has the fresh, soft feel that only comes after swimming in tropical waters, and as the silver mare plucks a mango bulging with juice from a low-growing mango tree, she thinks how lucky she is, to live with her wonderful mate and colt, in this place that was just about paridise.*
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