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Subject: Twas not but mine... Author: Wind Swept [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 19:39:01 10/13/01 Sat In reply to: ~*Royal Spark*~ 's message, "*Royal jumps and shudders simultaneously.*" on 10:47:31 10/13/01 Sat but my mothers. Female shudders, knowing she had spoken to one who may in time understand, yet she was still closed, for if she opened her heart, all were in danger. She back up a few steps, then smiled warmly once more... "My name is Wind Swept, and I am good, unlike my family was..." Her dial raised and she nickered lightly, hoping the colt would come forth, yet none could play but his heart. Her wishes stopped as she viewed another of her visions... Dial shakes and she mutters.... "I love the young... keep your colt away from me. Keep him away." Her dial shakes and she runs, galloping away, afraid, yet somehow fearless. She came to a flying halt and reared again, as far from the colt as possible, yet still in the boundaries of the TT. She whinnied fearfully, her eyes showing the whites, then her body dropped to the ground, her body still, unmoving, almost as if she was... Once again, you see the mare which looks alike her, in the shrub, cackling, yet you come to a strange realisation as you watch, astounded... this was not a vision. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: *Royal concentrates her gaze to the spectacle before her.* Author: ~*Royal*~ [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 12:22:12 10/14/01 Sun *The colt now once again pressed close against her side, she nickers to keep him close. War going on within her mind, she battles whether to step forward to the mare, or remain watching from afar.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: Lays, unomving Author: Wind Swept [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 17:15:29 10/14/01 Sun A voice plays inside your head raspy, eivl like..."Could you not know whether to approach one like this? Ti not a choice of hers, or is it? But which leg do you stand on, mare, for the truth be known she is evil, and will forever be... did the mare in the vision not look like her? Think of your foal... banish her... keep her from your lands. Did you see what the mare who looked so like her in the vision did? She tried to kill... succeeded in killing... a foal and its mother... her mother, was it not? Did she not say that, mare? Think, Royal, think of such a life as this... your foals life, or this mares justice to right?" (OK, that wasn't her speaking, it was her mother... trust me, this whole conspirousy will work itself out once I've got it figured out myself. lol) Then, having gained an extraordinary amount of strength, WS lunged forward at the mare in the shadows, teeth bared and hoof lashing as she reared up over it. The other mare reared in a challenge, yet this mare could not die... perhaps she was death herself, and Wind Swept had cheated her so much she had taken her form? Twas but what would be unknown, only for WS, for only she could understand her past... twas but a mystery... a mystery... The shadowed mare dropped to the ground, then disitengrated, almost as if she was dead, yet not quite... she still lived... yet she was more distant... she had been beaten once more... by... herself? [ Post a Reply to This Message ]

[> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> [> Subject: pics... Author: WS [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 22:58:22 10/14/01 Sun this is WS! [ Post a Reply to This Message ]