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Wind Swept
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Date Posted: 17:15:29 10/14/01 Sun
In reply to:
~*Royal*~
's message, "*Royal concentrates her gaze to the spectacle before her.*" on 12:22:12 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?
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