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Date Posted: 22:34:40 07/23/02 Tue
Author: Anclaire
Subject: Arrival

A golden coach arrives. It shimmered in the spots of sunlight, and threw the mist. The coachman halted his horse, as they entered the Square. He stood up and walked casually over to the door. He freed the handle and let out a hand to the one who has waited many days to arrive here. As the coachman extended his hand, a woman takes it. She stepped out onto the cobblestone road. She was wearing a clean cut royal red dress. Her hair was curly and let loose. It was a fine brown color. Very pretty indeed. The coachman bowed as she stepped out. He was a fine young lad. She smiled and grabbed a small purse. She had enough money to buy herself some food clothing and a place to spend her days here in Acra. This woman was a very wealthy person. She was royal by blood. Her grand-father was King of a place near here or in this very town. She travelled many days to wind up here. She seeks to be queen. She wishes to find the town her grand-father was King of. If this was the town, she would serve her people well! The young coachman hopped back in the coach and said a simple farewell to the lady. She had no intentions of turning back now. She was left alone to seek her heritage.

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