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Post by xx.Miss HallOween.xx on Nov 15, 2006 2:08:34 GMT -5
The stallion tossed his head and a haunting melody escaped his vocals, ringing throughout the chasms of the snowy realm. "I surrender this realm mine," he called into the emptiness of the land, daggers carrying him blissfully through his terra. "The first to this herd shall become my Queen," his tunes rang out, and he stood, waiting, for something.
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Post by MARS on Dec 4, 2006 1:39:51 GMT -5
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