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Date Posted: 13:23:36 12/17/01 Mon
Author: ~Justified Trust~
Subject: Sorry again, it was meant to go here
In reply to: ~Justified Trust~ 's message, "Re: To Legend" on 13:20:46 12/17/01 Mon

>::Not wishing to alarm the mare, Justified looks at
>her. Beauty in every curve, up to her flowering mane.
> If only she had the right condtions, she would be a
>gorgeous mare. What a wonder. However; he sees the
>other 2 stallions and 1 other mare and hangs back.
>Overwhelming her would cause her to run away or turn
>him away at the very least. But her beauty is too
>much to resist. He walks over to a rose bed and
>carefully selects a rose as white the freshly fallen
>snow atop his mountians. Walking over to her, he
>says:: I appoligize if you have already made your
>selection as to whose herd you wish to belong to. I
>could not resist coming over to compliment your looks
>at the very least. Please, consider my herd as your
>home. I have lush green mountians that lead up to
>fluffy, snow-covered tops. The crystal lakes, streams
>and rivers move through my mountians like silver
>snakes and the sky is always so blue that you could
>sit there for days and stare. The rain that falls
>tastes like sugar drops and the clouds make fantastic
>formations on hot summer days. I do not wish to
>pressure you at all, but please consider. ::He backs
>away so as to emphasize not pressuring her. He
>respects her space:: I have only 1 other mare at the
>time being, and would love for your company in my
>mountians. ::He lays the pure white rose at her feet
>at these words:: This rose is white but your shining
>beauty causes it to look gray and dismal, and my
>breath fails me as I look into your eyes.

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