The now big-bellied mare looked at the small, delicate creature before her. She smiled at Kyan. However, a force drove her out of her small sunny world, back into the dark, rainy one around her. It was a voice that was the mechanism, and it was the voice of a very large stallion. He was grey in color, and matched well with the weather outside and the darkness underneath the tree. This stallion smelled of the same land she lived on, and she felt no need to fear him. Upon hearing his name and question, she pondered both. light from the soul warms all</style> |
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green grass [kanti, open!] - by Argetlam - 02-10-2013, 12:10 AM
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