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Date Posted: 16:05:41 04/14/03 Mon
Author: Arachne
Subject: Rainstorm

She toes the borders of the giant sandbox. Hooves sinking in, melancholy is given. She hangs her head and stares down at her 'namel, they become polished as the gentle waves caress over them in their lulling poem. It seems almost as if yesterday, I lurked in the darkest o' shadow. Angering everyone, making the wrong decisions, including myself where I shouldn't be. She thought. The sun was not out today, it was blanketed in a cover of cool grey clouds. And also, no birds were out. She looked to the skies, It's a good day to not be here, but be here. She contradicted herself. Giving a disatisfied whuffle she slowly walked into the ocean, letting it swallow her up as she dived underneath the waves, with no trace to show she was ever there.
The water felt cool, and good. Let alone it felt very refreshing, out of all her decisions, coming here seemed to be the best one she had made. Noah had been the one to free her, not the other way around. She streamlined deeper underneath the water, brilliant green orbs sparkling as they spied exotic sea creatures. She frowned yet again in remembrance that she had actually caused problems for Noah. Aquaine would have never been mad if she hadn't convinced Noah to come with her. And now that she was trying to make things right again, it was crumbling like a sandcastle in a rainstorm. She let out a mournful cry from her larynx, only bubbles escaped as she submerged herself deeper. She climbed to the deeper depths, seeking comfort in watching tiny fish swim around, the silvers weaved in and out through her hair making it sparkle and shine.

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