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Date Posted: 15:28:08 09/25/01 Tue
Author: Fire Of The Angel
Author Host/IP: 24.18.230.26
Subject: .:Feels:.
In reply to: •Solitaire• 's message, "•Glimpse, mayhaps?•" on 20:06:13 09/24/01 Mon

.:Feels all eyes upon herself. Evil, it's aroa of darkness, was sensed. Twas odd, standing, remaining, stalled, to see what the lord and lady would do to her, would they notice it? Nay, they did but nothing, yet curiousity overtoke her, though not an evil habit, but a commen asset.
She trudges over to the group. She feels the orbs upon her, and though no words were expressed, questions from the other were shouted. Snorting, she ducks her head and brisky nods to the 2 stallions in her orb's vision. She turns to Solitare.:.
=Good evening. The night is bright, for a night of lonelyness and dispair...=
.:She glances at the stallions, knowing that they would interfer with her chat, but they remained wordless, yet not lost for words and puzzlement.:.
=I am not properly introduced. My name is Fire Of The Angels. Your name has been breathed over many conversations, yet I do not feel that that would properly introduce us...=
.:Gazes up at the heaven's above, longing to be free, to explore what lay beyond those walls of navy blue. The moon shone bright.:.
='Tis my wild imagination, or does thy full moon shine brighter then usual?=
.:Her orbs return to the mare. No answer is heard. Feeling like a chatterbox, she lets her actions take over.
She trudges over to the lake, her thirst quenched, but not to sip the clear soulful blue water.
She gazes at her reflection, scowls and it, and abruptly, rears and crashes down unpon it, ripples disturping the clear waves. Again, questions flood to her mind....:.

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