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Subject: ~Majesty~ Author: Vulcan [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 01:34:27 03/27/04 Sat There is a deep, thunderous snort from the edge of the territory, where the thick trees give way to open grassland. Up, up, hooves brushing the canopy, stands a giant stallion - his snow-brushed self supported by the insubstantial air. He lowers his head, dark regard given to the land below. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]

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[> Subject: [.a.][.bit.].[.overwhelming.] Author: K.itaSky [ Edit | View ] Date Posted: 10:29:58 03/27/04 Sat She heard his low snort, however she didn't feel the need to go to him, and in someways it scared her to. He had changed, or could have, he had been in dark lands for far to long... what would he be like now? Would he be cold and malice or would he be the same father I once knew and loved? And although she didn't want to venture forth, to meet the one she loved she felt it her duty..so slowly but surely she slinked forth towards him. A slight utterance was all that was produced as regal form is held tense and ready to flee. [ Post a Reply to This Message ]