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Date Posted: 11:53:18 04/18/03 Fri
Author: Arachne
Subject: ~~Comfort~~
In reply to: Noah Inundation 's message, ">>Stressed<<" on 20:59:40 04/17/03 Thu

Dare I try to test my fate?
Ah, it worries me so.
For the last I stood.
And spoke my mind.
The valgar became my foe.
My eyes see lucid.
My crown held high.
I see his noble distress.
The king of kings,
The true tide rider.
I'll giveth thee your rest.

Midnight mare moved forward again, returning from whence she came. The stallion who snuck, wasn't tight with his ropes, therefore she came back again. She felt his distress, his heart was tight, and so had hers, she felt him so far away. The king of kings, was bursting at his seams, and no one would ever know. Yet from a distance, deep in the thickett, where the trees on the mountain grow thick. She laid upon a heap ,till she heard her Tidred Rider weep. Then away with a swoosh and a scuttle of wings she flew. Arachne feared no circumstances, for her love was deep. She'd prove her worth someday. He was in despair, and distress OH MY!! She'd steep to his side, gentle and confound, yet not afraid to die.

Vigora approached so slowly she did, and placed a cool mug pon his nape. Hoping to settle this battered kings heart, she had shown her escape. "If I go back, I may loose your forever my fairest king of kings." She squeezed her eyes shut, may the heavens be with her. She'd finally speak her heart. "My soul is not free, it is with thee. And for you I deeply care. My lord do not fear, for I am here. and With you I shall never leave." The mare's eyes did jewel, and she cried very deeply, seeking the comfort upon his shoulder. He had been the one to rescue her once. Why not she return the favor?

OOC:: Sorriez, I'm in a really poeticky (SP?) mood.


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