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Shard
Apr 5, 2006 14:36:29 GMT -5
Post by White_Rider on Apr 5, 2006 14:36:29 GMT -5
The old looking but young mare floated in.Her spirit had finally found it's way here after dying during the birth of her foal.Esso would grow up strong like her.The White Robe lay down and not being able to sleep just lay doing nothing at all.Now the mystery of who the other White Robe was was unveiling.She got up hurriedly and was gone heading for the one she knew was the one.
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Shard
Apr 7, 2006 17:15:40 GMT -5
Post by crimsonite on Apr 7, 2006 17:15:40 GMT -5
Francis cantered in quickly, he knew this was the place of spirits, they creeped him out a little but his mum was dead here somewhere, he yearned for her at every moment, though he had to keep that to himself, he stopped when he saw a dead mare.
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Shard
Apr 19, 2006 18:24:46 GMT -5
Post by White_Rider on Apr 19, 2006 18:24:46 GMT -5
The mare turned with ease and watched the colt silently watching as he entered and saw her as well.She snorted and floated towards him.
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Shard
Apr 20, 2006 10:43:22 GMT -5
Post by crimsonite on Apr 20, 2006 10:43:22 GMT -5
His hackles and all the fur on his neck stuck up when the ghost came near, he turned, eyes wide on fright, but he calmed himself down and now was curious, his mother had died when he was born and he had been taken in by Elphaba, he wondered slightly if this was his mother.
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Shard
Apr 22, 2006 13:06:17 GMT -5
Post by White_Rider on Apr 22, 2006 13:06:17 GMT -5
Reading the young yearlings mind the mare whispered. {I am not your mother young thing.I have seen her though.Goes by the name of crimsonite am I correct?} She smiled softly at the youths expression of fright. {no need for fright m'love}
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Shard
Apr 23, 2006 11:32:55 GMT -5
Post by crimsonite on Apr 23, 2006 11:32:55 GMT -5
He stood his ground, still worried after realising that she was not his mother, but releaved that it wasn't her, Maybe, I never met her. he whispered, a little sadness to his young voice.
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Shard
Apr 23, 2006 12:03:13 GMT -5
Post by White_Rider on Apr 23, 2006 12:03:13 GMT -5
The mare smiled again. {Aye won't matter wheter you've seen her or not.The dead have no color of coat.I was once black and white but who could tell now.} Her voice slowed slight sadness as she gestered to her all white glimmering coat. {The dead are never glamerous}
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Shard
Apr 24, 2006 5:10:35 GMT -5
Post by crimsonite on Apr 24, 2006 5:10:35 GMT -5
Francis may have been unhappy and unstable, but he had manners none the less, But you still hold the beauty of a living creature. he hissed, then realising what he had just said.
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Shard
Apr 24, 2006 17:55:09 GMT -5
Post by White_Rider on Apr 24, 2006 17:55:09 GMT -5
The mare smiled. {You are a good liar young thing.} (poopy posts yeah! )
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Shard
Apr 25, 2006 4:19:24 GMT -5
Post by crimsonite on Apr 25, 2006 4:19:24 GMT -5
Francis smiled at her briefly, he swallowed, his throat felt tight and an air of sadness hung around him, a chill went down his back, not because of this mare but maybe another, his legs felt weak but he held them up straight, not wanting to seem pitiful.
Crimsonite floated a little way off, watching the encounter between her son and the other dead mare, she almost cried, but a spirit couldn't, she had watched him grow, not knowing who his mother was.
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Shard
Apr 25, 2006 14:30:46 GMT -5
Post by White_Rider on Apr 25, 2006 14:30:46 GMT -5
Shard sighted the other mare immediatley and noted her position behind the young Francis.Not showing that she knew that the mare was there she turned back to the youth. {Now do you need counseling or not?}
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Shard
Apr 25, 2006 17:11:01 GMT -5
Post by crimsonite on Apr 25, 2006 17:11:01 GMT -5
Francis listened to the mare, his spine still tickling from a sensation, I dont know. he said simply, a little scared about something, glancing behind him, then backing up, almost into the other ghost fae.
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Shard
Apr 27, 2006 15:35:19 GMT -5
Post by White_Rider on Apr 27, 2006 15:35:19 GMT -5
The mare smiled and was gone.Francis would soon find his mother and all would be all right.
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Shard
Apr 28, 2006 13:30:21 GMT -5
Post by crimsonite on Apr 28, 2006 13:30:21 GMT -5
Francis shook, not from fear but shock, even though he had never met her, he knew this was his mother, Who are you? he whispered, knowing no point to the question.
Crimsonite smiled and sighed, You have grown haven't you? Into the wonderful son I would've always wanted. she was a little unhappy, having been unable to aid her son in fights and things, even when he cried for her in the woods.
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