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Subject: [.just.][.keep.][.walking.] Author: K.itaSky [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 15:56:00 03/17/04 Wed In reply to: Journee 's message, "Miles to go..." on 18:59:12 03/16/04 Tue She looked up startled by the call, she'd been off in her own little dream land but quickly snapped back into reality. She made her older frame move forth, it's dappled pelt was turning different shades of gray but she was still in high spirits. A soft whicker was sent towards her as approach is made. Stopping about a yard away she spoke, letting hock kisser swing lazily. "You're welcome to stay, but I'm afriad I did not know you're uncle." She said, standing there in a relaxed manner. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> [> Subject: Miles to go Author: Journee [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 16:45:23 03/17/04 Wed Sun kissed crania swivels, a planet in orbit. a smile spreads across delicate visage, earthen pools warmed by salutations and sunbeams. flutes play again, a casual hello. sweet harmonies float through the air. Thank you. I think I will stay. in response the the business about her uncle, fae dismisses with a word. Pity. flaxen broom sweeps away flies and boredom and hides them beneath the rug of grass. the vixen, beauty her mantle and kindness her jewels, lets forth more tones. My name is Journee. 'Nee as some might choose to say. she asks no questions, no lonely question marks pushed unwillingly into the sunlight. instead, nares turned skyward and oxygen taken in, infused with a new home and a new beginning. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]