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Post by chorus on Jul 13, 2005 22:35:49 GMT -4
The dark bay dubbed Devin galloped throughout the lands. Her sleek, thin bod moved gracefully with her chizzled crania as thundering pistons carried her lightly. Dark she was cursed..and dark she would remain. Thanks to her past Devin had been nothing but a wreck..very unpredictable and now she could probably never find another stallion to love..or for them to love her. Black tassles danced among her smooth crest as the mare pushed harder..galloping faster through the emerald grasses.
Daggers finally came to a stop and lifted themselves from the earth as a peircing whinny escaped her black kissers..screaming out to anyone. Coming to a thud her forelegs touched earth again, and the fae took off across the land called Equusoul. Escaping her past was what she tried to do..but it always seemed to catch up to her..
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Post by Dreamweaver on Jul 14, 2005 12:15:01 GMT -4
Accepted of course. ;D
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