Post by Luminous on Feb 19, 2006 12:11:18 GMT -5
ringing tones approached the nigrescent fall of the quiet that had settled since dyain had taken his leave, though first he had given her what she wished. she would foal in time, something that she hadn't known how to handle. already she had felt a bit weaker, resulting in the dependence on her fellow equines. enchantment and dyain. they would need be warned of the coming changes, the pending mood swings. it hadn't been her choice, of course, but it was nature's sickened way that would soon take its toll on the petite. porcelain glaze gleamed within the slivers of moonlight that had traveled into the very lands
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