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Post by loneriver on Jun 28, 2006 19:12:04 GMT -5
A black femme entered the terra, her daggers swiftly pounded on the rough topography, and the wind blew her tresses behind her. In front of her was an ivory stallion. As her daggers slowed, she asked him,
Is this it, Fate?
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Lucky Duck
Happy Horse
Who You Callin' Childish?
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Post by Lucky Duck on Jul 22, 2006 23:42:06 GMT -5
Yes, M'Dear The voice seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere. The voice of Trust Fate bellowed about the land. Though he didn't own it, he had become one of the herd. Now Amber Star would be to. His luminecent form topped the rise in front of her. Stepping lightly atop the soil, Fate approached his love. He stopped silently in front of her, reaching his refined muzzle out to hers. Where shall we go?
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