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Mystery
May 22, 2005 22:43:40 GMT -4
Post by Mystery on May 22, 2005 22:43:40 GMT -4
The maidin of bronze cantered in she was very dantete but you could see her musculer bod showing britghly she nickered lightly knowing that only keen ears would hear her she waited and the called
Lady of these lands I ask for your permission to enter this wonderful land and escape the cruelty of man
she waited knowing that she would come soon
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Mystery
May 22, 2005 22:55:36 GMT -4
Post by Dreamweaver on May 22, 2005 22:55:36 GMT -4
<o> The Lady appeared, a few moments after the femme entered. Quite grace was her style as she picked her way amongst the dew-laden loam. Psyche paused in front of the young beauty, wishing to know more about her.
"Dear mare that comes forth, please tell me where you come from and your history with man. If 'tis too painful to bear, I understand for each of us have our stories."
She waited in calm serenity for the fea to answer her simple yet very upsetting questions.. <o>
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Mystery
May 23, 2005 9:06:06 GMT -4
Post by Mystery on May 23, 2005 9:06:06 GMT -4
Mystery watched as the graceful mare came forth she hoped to one day have half as much grace as she. she pondered on the question for a moment thinking about how it all started then she anwered.
I have come to escape from man i have come from a far corner of the world my story when i was but 2 i was taken away from my herd by a man forced to work under the whip in a teribble hot land pulling what they themselves could not. I pulled coal to where ever I was forced to. I have many scars from the whip as well as from burns but soon I was sold for i was not what they wanted the wanted drafts and because of my bloodlines i was sold to a racer not on a race track but across the deserts i became very strong and soon it was time for the first race lining up with all the other horses they took off and all the men changed become blood thirsty for money i saw many die and many hurt or wounded i was more fortunet you could say for the man who was riding me was killed and i was once again free but i knew that i wouldn't be for long so i came here to your sactuary so i ask in gratitude will you allow such a hurt soul in
she bowed to the fea that stode before her she gazed into her eyes begging with them to allow her in and away from her pains and sorrow of the other world she trusted that she understood her pain
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Mystery
May 23, 2005 12:11:54 GMT -4
Post by Dreamweaver on May 23, 2005 12:11:54 GMT -4
<o> As the femmora told her sorrowful story, Lady Psyche watched on. How much of a burden had the humans created on such a wonderful creature as the horse? How much more havoc would be made before all the equines could flee to this land? When she was finished with the tale of her past, the mare opened her maw to let the words flow.
"Of course you may stay here, now and forever. Find a loving stallion if it pleases you, or wander the hills and valleys of the world as some have choosen to do. If you need anything, I'm but a whicker away..."
And with that the Lady graced away, always near the souls of the land... <o>
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Mystery
May 23, 2005 18:18:49 GMT -4
Post by Mystery on May 23, 2005 18:18:49 GMT -4
Mystery bowed her petit dial and the pranced off to find one to love and care for her one that would respect her and one that she herself could love care for and respect
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