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Date Posted: 15:54:42 06/22/02 Sat
Author: Daybreak
Subject: Why, welcome...
In reply to: <font color="pale blue"><i><center>..Rogue..</font> 's message, "the future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams" on 15:43:22 06/22/02 Sat

~Wistfully, equuid danced over gnarled terrain, its once beautiful, lustrous formula lost to the war and desperation that had grown in thick weeds since before even her own time. It was only in her power to imagine what this land had once looked like, carpets of emerald expanding to the horizon, ashen cascades jutting out from terrain in glossy marble formations, timberlines stalking between the pure and evil lands. A dream come true. Until, of course, Apocalypse.

Orbs, void of any depression, slithered over terrain without the menace of a serpent. With the flaring of nares, scents tingled fatale's spine, the appearance of a stud not going unnoticed. Interested, intrigued nicker sprun from edges of bruja's muzzle as she moved forward with liquid, ivory ease, mare simply watching during approach, taking in the new male, wondering if he knew where he had come to. The Land of Fates. The land of death... her land, her home...~



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