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Post by Skyline on Apr 4, 2009 9:29:25 GMT -5
Stag stood. Banner caught in the wind. Dreads billowing from the nape. Shining ebon covering concealled 'neath the matted knots. Burs stood caught and entangled. Intwined within the thick strands of hair. Pitch casing shown dully in the soft light of the afternoon. Cess pools gazed out at the distnance. Landing focus on the fine shrubs of foliage situatd on the outskirts of the cliff. Uncertanity and fear come to him as he stumbled ungraceful accross the loose rubble. Sythes grating across the hard out crops of rock that formed the path. He stood still. Movememnt pausing. Thinkng ceased. It was here he waited for another equine to show itself.
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Post by Witness on Apr 5, 2009 16:56:59 GMT -5
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Doe pranced into the lands. Tossing her fine head. Marvelling at the cotton soft clouds. Tassels hung, limply billowing in the squall. Tearing at the flesh of the npe. Trying in vain to escape. Pistons struck the rocky surface uncertainly and softly. She was trying to romeve the risk of unnesecay bruises. She danced upon the rocks and sod. until her grey occtules saw the figure of a stag. Tall and handsom he stood alone. It seemed inviting the attention of another.
Slowly she turned towards him. Her jug let the chords flow.
Hunter, shall I come over?
Without waiting for an answer she took off. Galloping, leaping and bucking over towards him. Energetic and wild she let her free spirit show. Before ceasing her movement to stand beside hihm. In silence she whispered her dubbance into the thorn of the other,
Witness...
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