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Post by horselover1004 on Aug 21, 2007 17:21:10 GMT -5
FRIENDS are welcome, ENEMIES are hated, But STRANGERS...
[glow=red,2,300] Brilliant Storm trotted into the clearing. He was a stranger here, but he hoped no one would mind. He just wanted to join them, to be part of something. A Herd, but even more, a family. You see, Storm was only 3 monthes old, when he had been accused of murder and exiled from his own herd. Storm would never hurt anyone!!! He whinnied, hoping to be noticed. He was. Suddenly a Tall, dark horse was beside him...[/glow]
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