{.Synful.}
Yearling
{.Me Sarcastic? Nooo.....}
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Post by {.Synful.} on Oct 19, 2008 5:33:52 GMT -5
The sun beat down on that hot day, unusual for autumn. Heat waves shrouded the ground, baking it slowly. Sucking precious water, life itself, from the ground. Suddenly a mirage appeared in the distance, a beacon of hope and life in the sparse surroundings. The Arab mare rocketed over the hardened earth as she relished in the heat. Her seemingly golden hooves pounded the ground, forming massive dust clouds as she went. A scream ripped from her delicate throat. It echoed around her as she tossed her head. Breesze announced herself to the few life forms around. She hoped someone would answer her call, she was starving for some contact with her own kind. Wanting someone, anyone...
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