Subject: << walk, don't run >> |
Author: Fein Cera [ Edit | View ]
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Date Posted: 15:03:50 12/23/02 Mon
The bay warmblood mare enters, her feet ripping through the shallow terrain like daggars. Her eyes, cold and uncaring, look about for the famed Black Heart. Upon spotting him, she remains unimpressed. "So you are the famed Black Heart. Very well. May I live here?" She asks, though she knows if she were declined residence here leaving would not me an option for her. The strong-willed mare awaits an answer from the King.
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- *smirk* -- Black Heart, 16:39:45 12/23/02 Mon
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