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Subject: // Burn Me \\ Author: // Desert Storm \\ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 08:07:40 09/16/02 Mon In reply to: Moonage Daydream 's message, ".:. baby's on fire. .:." on 04:53:15 09/15/02 Sun // As the distance between the trees grew, so increased the stallion’s pace. Stride lengthened, leafy shadows grudgingly slipping off satin pelt. Nails dug into the earth’s flesh, tail streaming out behind like a bloody banner of victory. Tall grasses swept against powerful chest as limbs struck, faster, faster, faster…Muscular haunches pushed mightily, propelling handsome frame in agile leaps up the steep plateau’s skirts. Finally, proud figure crested the steep incline. Swift glance to his side enforced the knowledge that the beauteous bay had finished the race against the stars at the exact moment as he. Stature doubled as forelegs sprang against the chains of gravity and crimson poll scraped the cobalt chasm high above. Onyx hooves rented the cool night air, labrums parting into a baritone trumpet of triumph. Blood-colored hide glinted against the velvet backdrop, etched like some immortal icon in a perfect balance. Globes of ethereal light sparked as he remained poised above the mahogany mare…\\ // Desert Storm \\ // Don’t Get Caught Out \\ [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]