<font color=#C9C9F3>//Mother<font color=#9C0606> Dear..\\ -- Na Jaane Kyon

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Date Posted: 20:06:56 07/19/02 Fri
Author: Heavens Blazes & Midnight Angel
Author Host/IP: 205.188.209.75
Subject: //Mother Dear..\\

The ebonite steed made his way, now not scrambling but making his way gracfuly up the sharp steep cliffs. Leaping from ledge to the next finaly he managed to reach the top. He leaped onto the main land of the territory. He shook his pelt and looked to his starring optics. He felt stronger now and a scence to leave now, and that he was to be on his own. He new his mothers words had ment something but was this what had caused the event?His nares flared waiting for her to speak first.

The femora stood optics wide with surprise and suspetion, how had this happened, to her 'baby'? She had heard of it happening to others but why her son, why couldn't he mature steadily as others? Perhaps t'was his destiny, he had something few others had. She forced a smile to her son, "Your all grown up, thou don't worry for does happen to most of the powerful, it means good fortune for you my son."

The grown steed that took the form of a three year old now peered up at his dam now, and smiled also, she always found the best of things. He looked west of the territory he needed to leave, something seemed to be whispering through the trees and the crashing waters, something was calling him to come, come somewhere, though he knew not where. He turned back to his mother, "Something is calling thee mother, I must go. I wish only to remain in your heart, mother do not pine for me, for my dam' we shall meet again. I know, and you shalt be lonley for you shall find someone new, other than my sire. Goodbye my mother, this is where I leave you." The oynx steed took to his full stride gallop, t'was the gate where all the handsomness of the steed were put together and made the beauty of the run.

Angel starred her optics unblinking as she watched her handsome now stallion leave her. A silver tear zig zagged down her gorgeous face. It dropped to the ground and in it's place sprang up the strangest flower in which spiriled as if an ivory alicorn. She called out as the blackness turned into a tiny dot, "Goodbye my stallion, this is where I leave you!!"

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