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Subject: Re: §Can You Hear The Whispers that Hold The Truth§ | |
Author: Pheo |
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Date Posted: 16:20:53 03/31/03 Mon In reply to: Whispering Jets 's message, "§Can You Hear The Whispers that Hold The Truth§" on 12:44:08 03/30/03 Sun From his perch on Jet Fire's back he says in a cheerful one, although his thoughts were grave, "They remember daily, d' not fret. Best for them to weep now." Pheo was grieving, for the first time truly the mre wept for Jet, the tears now flowing freely after been damed for so long. She wept not just for him, but for her nephew's dwindling injuries, for her terra, and for her greedy loss in her mate's leaving. She laid down, head bowed, herwhole form shakin with sobs-the alpha finally breaking down, finally letting her sadness expose itself. Peregrine shook his head, looking to the north. A familiar mare stood there. He leaped from Jet Fie's back, wincing at the pain that jolted through his legs. He stumbd in the direction, changng halfway into a dove. Rave's back. ((in the post b'low this...called "Nevermore")) Pheo let the sobs come, closing her eyes to block ou the facades of her friends. In her mind's eye she saw Jet and she cried to him. For a moment she wished her sister lived. Wished the witch mare could revive the stallion. There was no hope in it, and the momentary light of the idea faded to bleak darkness... [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |
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§Can You Hear The Whispers that Hold The Truth§ | Whispering Jets | 17:16:15 03/31/03 Mon |
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