Posted by ¦ affair ¦ on 5/23/2002, 8:50 pm ¦ * figure of petite femine one bumped lightly against his as he slowed. the question he asked, she knew not how to answer. confusion flooded capsule within noble crania. slowly, ashen lips parted, emitting a soft, almost silent, and yet confused voice. i'm afraid it's hard to answer thee's question, for, thyself is not quite sure. yet seeing maple with the new colt.. optics glistened b'neath the light of the moon looking up softly at him, its soft toned rays highlighting sleek ebon hide. lacey veil swept from its rest into the soft breeze that played around them before losing interest and dying down. * ¦
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