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Post by -Rose- on Mar 11, 2006 7:50:07 GMT -5
She sighed, stepping each step very carefully. She didn't like her life, she hated it. She couldn't see the trees wave in the breeze, or the birds twittering in the late afternoon. Her pale blue pools couldn't see anything....She was blind...
She thought of her half sister Rose, she was lucky to be the light queen, lucky to be thought highly of. Maybe someone will love her here. She moved her dial and pricked her auds when she heard a creek. Lowering her dial she felt 'round for it, dipping her mug in she took a few sips 'fore she lifted up her mug and let out a whinny for any brute to come and claim her... [/color]
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