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Date Posted: 12:12:29 01/23/03 Thu
Author: Torchs Wind
Author Host/IP: px3nr.wp.shawcable.net / 24.66.94.142
Subject: A Light Of Way
In reply to: Bitter Sweet 's message, ".|.Dying Ember.|." on 20:51:27 01/17/03 Fri


:::As promised, a crimson splashed Snow difter windles his way through the trails to the place designated for Bitter Sweet and Legacy. As promised, he had abandoned his harems wake for a few precious moments to follow his ditinct scent and find her. His muzlin tracts downward to the snow pounded tracks of a foal and mare, surly it must be them. Cochlea fortude forthrow as he hears the familiar squables of a colt at play. Yes, Yes they were here! but, only the sounds of a singular are bestowed upon blessed ears. Where rings the clear distinct voice of a mistress:::

:::Shanks pivot him to the clearing where the sight of Torch's Legacy brings his heart a-leapin' and a suprano call is jest out of his charred trechea in greeting to the young lad. But where proclaims his dame? a cave is saught as Torchs Wind winds himself about, ignorant of the foal for a moment. Perhaps she had gone to rest within the belly of the cave, or Perhaps the unthinkable had happened, a 4 beat candice is picked as he dwindles to the mouth of the dark and gloomy place. His figure looming as tabirie flecks navigate a search for her, a deep concern now drawing it's way about him, a certain panic for what he sensed. He had known she was sick when she had left, but now? NO, he wouldn't think like that. In his heart he knew, she was a survivor and could bend the elemants to her will, she was not bound for darkness yet. He had to reach her:::

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