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Post by .::.Hoops.::. on Jul 29, 2006 16:03:35 GMT -5
They say the only thing to fear is fear itself............
Dark clouds hung heavy in the sky, ready to release there tears onto the land. The dull roar of thunder echoed through the realm. Bright crashes of thunder light up the dark day every now and then. During one of these bright flashes, a silhouette of an equine appeared upon the turf.Another bright flash revealed the femme of a crimson hue. Fine features were shown briefly before the dark took back over. AS the thunder settled for a moment another scream was released, but this was from the femme. She figured that if any stag was brave enough to take on this storm like she was perhaps they would have what it took to claim her. Her call soon faded away as the thunder boomed and the sky opened up releasing the tears that they held. Pouring down upon the vixen, as a wicked smirk grew across her face. Tossing her dial and bucking she enjoyed the storm but knew of its power. Finally she settled down right in the middle of the open field waiting for any brave brute to show his face.
But Boy were they wrong.
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