A Slip and To the [D/ E/ A/ T/ H]

[Vanity Fair]

Pinto mare followed the tracks that led out of the forest and to the river. I had been following for many days now, and many nights now across the lands, stopping rarely for a drink, and maybe a bite to eat. Other than that, why should I stop? There was no reason to stop, and I didn't have a destination for stopping. So, why bother when I could move along slowly and keep good miles from myself and the darks. It would have been foolish for just stopping to look at the trees, which were mainly bare anyway, and end up getting caught by a dark, maybe bred, or taken to there hell lands.

I snorted as I moved smelling the air as I plotted along the path. I could smell the rivers waters and try getting a sent of maybe another that was there. Were there other wanderers such as myself? Or would one of the leaders be there? Maybe the famous Phantom would be there, looking for others to join his layer, but what would be the chance of that happening? Anyway, I would have to try and cross the river and get across safely if I even wanted a chance of that happening. I was leaving the wandering lands, to get a place in a herd, if it was Phantom's herd, that would be the best for myself, seeing as I was a light. But if I was captured by a dark, that would be a whole different story.

I stopped when the forest was about six feet behind me and looked to the east of the river, and then to the west. There was no other equine around here, not by sight, nor by smell. I sighed, in a way that was marvelous news, but then it was horrible news. It was good news, because then that meant that no darks were around to steal a wanderer mare, such as myself, but then is was bad. Because then that mean that Phantom and other light stallions weren't around either. I sighed I had figured that I would have been the only one here, I didn’t know why I had set my hopes so high in the first place.

I shook my head to clear any dust or dirt that might have collected into my mane and then sneezed when dust did come out. That wouldn’t matter anyway though seeing as your getting into the river now I thought to myself, but it was still nice to have gotten it out. I looked to the river and then walked over until I got to the edges side. I brought my head down and took a quick drink so that I would be more refreshed when battling the force of the water. I knew that I would have to come up with a plan to move with the water, or just try to face it by mere force.

I picked up a stone and placed it into the water while working one of my own tricks that I kept up my sleeve. The water was a little cold, I broke off thin ice that was starting for form at the edge of the river. It cracked and few down with the water turning itself back into water and traveling along down. I picked up my other stone and placed it into the water, and started to walk into the river slowly and very carefully. I knew that nothing around me mattered right now because if I was going to get across I had to have my full attention on the river. That meant watching where the speed of it picked up, and slowed down, and seeing the different colors to show where it might deepen, and where it was shallow. I could see that later down the water was dark, very dark I couldn’t even see the stones, and rocks that were under the river water. I stayed away for the most part from there.

I moved across the river still being careful but seeing that it was easier to move if I angled my crossing. So instead of just going straight across I was moving diagonally across. It wasn’t as hard as than just trying to go right across to get to the other side. My stones moved carefully and slowly not wanting to trip on the large rocks, and slip into the freezing waters. The water was rising quickly as I neared the middle of the river and it's pace was quicking, and the water was becomming much colder, it was already full over my back, and was working up to my neck. Occasionally my four stones wouldn’t be touching any of the rocks that were under me, and I would float a ways down the river until I could get a hold of the ground again. That was mostly because there were ditches in the river and inclines in the rocks as well.

I neared the new edge of the river bank. Heading towards my freedom, and start of my new life. I would soon be “home” as I called it. Excitement filled within my body, and I could feel in surging through my veins. My body seemed to get warmer at the thought of getting a herd, and starting a new life, and not having to be a wanderer anymore. I smiled to myself at the thought of maybe meeting a stallion who would love me and give me a child of our own. I was lost in my thoughts so much that I wasn’t paying attention anymore to the river. I wasn’t watching where it deepened and shallowed, and I wasn’t watching the current of the river. Before I knew it, my whole body was starting to numb, and I was freezing. I opened my eyes, only to shut them quickly. I was so lost in thought that I wasn’t paying attention and had fallen in the river. Stay clam my mind screamed to me. I tried very hard to but my lungs were pounding from having no air. My legs felt the rock beneath me and I tried to get a hold of the bottom bank, but the water was now so strong that it was just pulling me along. I felt another incline of rock and this time pushed off of it. I shot up through the water and felt my head out of the water, I gasped for air, but as soon as I had it I was back under the freezing waters again. I traveled through and held my breath to save my life. I started to breath out when I felt another incline of rock. I though it would continue to incline, but when I pushed off of it, I hit my head on another rock. I got my air but then slowly started to slip away from life. What had happen? I wondered. I could feel the water with the last of my nerves that it was slowing down, I felt something hit my side, and I had stopped flowing. Was it the end of the river? Or was I caught on a large rock. I opened my eyes, but everything was so blurry that I couldn’t see anything. At least I was stopped, I continued breathing as I saw the last of the sky disappear...

[timeless××]

×× j.oker
he's left you penniless
you look at his face
and he's laughin.g ××

Taking a walk, as he called it. Occuals searched the quickly fading day. It was late afternoon, but still, sometimes you don't know it's evening until it's night. Right? Anyway, he moved smoothly through the landscape, his thin, wiry muscles contracting and retracting with every leisurely step he took. Here and there he stopped to take in a breath of air, enjoying the crispness even for this late in the day. He had a maniacal grin on his face, a crazy grin, like he'd done something wrong and couldn't wait to split the news. Unfortunately, nothing so exciting had happened. Yet.

He strolled along, intent for the Fair Pedestal, or whatever the claiming grounds were called. He would claim a few little mites, whisper some endearments into their ears, and have them follow him home. It was that simple, especially with the light ones, the ones with nothing in the space between their ears. They fell in love within the first five minutes of a stag sighting; once you betray them, they either go into a pitiful mess or try to make you hurt with weak hits. The only reason Joker was willing to put up with their vies for attention was either he pitied them, and/or he just needed them to be meat for his kingdom, or empire, or whatever. Plus, he's rather have to put up with their temper tantrums than put up with teh hissy dark mares that spat spittle onto all your possessions.

Ae neared a river, and spotted a peculiar shape among the rocks. For a while he assumed that it was just an interesting formation of stone, but as he came closer, he saw that it was a small black and white mare. It looked like she'd been trying to cross the river, but tripped somewhere up the current, and drifted down here and got stuck between a small boulder, a newly fallen log, and a tree root. Was she hurt? Her crumpled form drew his pity. I suppose I'll have to save the prettier ladies until another day; this poor mouse needs my hospitality more than they. With a shake of his head, a shaming grin placated itself onto his face, and he bent down to nudge the mare with his muzzle. With a grunt he tried to pry her from her position between the river stuff, but found that he was afraid of hurting her. Of course, it's not like hurting her would really have set a good first impression anyway. Confused, he gave her another, harder nudge, hoping she'd wake up sometime, if she wasn't already dead.

[FreeRose]

|.:.Phantom.:.|

Not far from where the maiden had fallen, aqua was breaking a part. Everything felt warm when nearing the water, until eyes would fall upon a ghost illusion. No trace of dirt, parasites nor flesh wounds was upon the silky coat. Light tresses faded upon the illusions masculine arche. The sounds of aqua running down the troath helped a loneliness to fade. Zeniths clipped when tones of wind whispering about a fallen maiden. Dome lifted into delicat movements, dripplets of aqua sparkeled in the sun. An illusion would fade, yet this one seemed so alive. Diamonds floated as snow hued coat moved. The bronc turned before speeding into a canter. Zeniths were flickering trying to catch where the whispers had come from. Aqua broke by a river and soon the sounds of cantering diamonds entered them. Water sparkeled in evening sun, he would not let anyone fall in Cherry's Creek.

Ribbon blowed up playing like silver straws around the physique. The bronc stopped in his tracks, the hill he stood upon gazed upon everyone else. The yonder seemed untouched of the maiden being still, she was stuck, raven coal jems snapped towards the other brute, yet purity lived within this one. Hind-delicates collected while fore-delicates rose. Labios of silk parted and a heavenly call was released. Speed was kept highly when the bronc turned cantering down the hill. Stones and rocks made a big test as he flew easily up into mid air. Aqua fluches into a dance when speed turned into elegant trott. The bronc hid his real identity while walking with delicat and powerful steps.

Jems of raven coal snapped towards the other knight, yet he understood this would be hard when no one wanted to hurt her. Ribbons flickered while dome tossed letting tassels and tresses play into a dance. Silky labios moved releasing a gentle symphony to the other one. Knight, I suggest you should move some, she needs warmth until she comes counssious again.

[/u] No trace of bullying nor hate, the bronc was serious about this. Aqua played around the soaked icy physique, the king moved to the maidens side slowly until body dropped down. Jems moved gazing at her condition, he needed to find the best place to get her loose without any damage. Dome dipped letting labios to the maidens zeniths. My Lady? Can you hear me? I'm Phantom, try to come back, we need to get you out of there.[/u] Soft hummering tone entered his symphony as he whispered her in the zenith. Purity shone out of his aura as the king breathed warm on her chin, she felt so cold, but her breathing made him think twice about her state.[/blockquote][/size][/color]

[Vanity Fair]

I breathed slowly, and it felt like I was beginning to float again, but I wasn't, was I? The water was still icy cold, and my body was numb. What had moved me? Was it just the force of the river or, did something move me to save me? I wondered. I continued to breath slowly while my head was above the water. I was scared. My entire body was numb, and I really couldn’t feel anything because of the coldness of the water. I smelled the air wondering if anyone had come around yet, the only thing that I could smell, was the cold water, and freezing air, and two different sents I thought.

The air always smelled different when the seasons changed. For winter is would just be clean, and fresh, it was easy to smell all of the different smells, and summer it was different. It was hard to concentrate on one smell because there were always flowers, and scent’s that would carry miles before they would reach you. You could smell a wolf and think that it is close when it really could be a few miles away. That was only because the air was much thinner that what it was in winter. With winter it was solid air, only have the cold to carry it, but summer it was warm, and thin, able to carry more scent’s as it traveled through the valleys.


I continued smelling the air while breathing slow paces of air. I started to get very little feeling back in my body. I could feel the hard and gritty sand- like texture sticking to my wet and cold body as I layed on the cold stone. I breathed now able to smell all that was around me, and I could smell two different equines that were near me now. He was breathing on me, was he keeping me warm? Or trying to wake me up? I didn’t know. It was very hard to stay on one train of thought when you were close to death.

My orbs started to open slowly, my vision was still very blurry, so everything moved and twisted into one big blob. I moaned, my head was hurting from wherever I had hit it when I was in the river. I shut my eyes, and opened again trying to clear my vision trying to focus out my surroundings. I lifted my head up quickly wondering who had saved me, or at least were there. But that was a bad move, it sent a huge pain into my head. I shook my head slowly and left it back on the rock. My body, was still so cold. I sighed with relief, I was glad that I was still able to see, and feel everything. The last thing that I would want is to go blind, or to be paralyzed.

I rested and tryed to continue to breath large, and steady breaths. Stay clam you are alright now, I thought. Whoever is here has just saved your life and is still here with you. I told myself. I opened my eyes, my vision was starting to clear up. Well that is a start. I said to myself again. I could see what was around me, there were trees that were blooming that had many peatals of colors on them. I looked up at the sky, huge fluffly white clouds were above me. I had no clue where I was anymore.

I brought my head up once again, much slower this time. I would have to find shelter, but that was last on my mind. I couldn’t just stay here all night long and promise myself that I would live threw the night could I? Because I knew that if I did, it would never come true, I would end up getting hypothermia and die before the next sun rose. As my head up I looked beside me to see who it was that had saved my life. There were two stallions there near me. I gathered myself together and forced myself up on my knees. I stood trying to get up on shaky knees. It felt as if I had just been reborn and were getting my land legs. I brought one stone, up and then the other. Slowly but successfully, I was standing and that was marvelous news for my part. I shook my coat off trying to get the cold water off my me. I looked at the two stallions that had come.

I looked at each one of them. At least I wasn't alone. At least someone had come. I picked one stone up trying to get out of the water, which was another mistake on my behalf and fell flat on my face again in the water. I landed with a splash again on that stupid rock. I felt so weak and patheic, and hopeless. The cold water stung my bodic retaking me back to death. My mane dripped down back on the rock as the water struck it. My limbs were getting harder and harder to feel once again, but at least I could still see where I was. Was I going to die here from a stupid mistake while crossing? Was this nature at it's hardest? I closed my eyes wishing that I could be any where else but here. But where else would I be at? I had no where to go, that was the whole reason for comming here anyway. Life was so messed up. And why did it have to be so d**n hard? Oh yeah, I made it that way. My dreambox started spinning with all the ways I had messed up in life. Every mistake that I had did wrong. Breathing came slower once again as the cold water drenched my bodic. It was like wanting me to go with it where ever it went. I didn't know that if I would survive this or not, but I knew that I had to make a choice. Try to live, or die.

[FreeRose]

|.:.Phantom.:.|

Delicates moved backwards letting the madein ahve some space. Jems had been covered with unknown care and concern seeing her wobbel forward. The wicked would think this was amusing seeing a maiden of her age looking like a newborn, yet the bronc was concerned about her health. Arche moved when he noticed her slipper. Within the slight second his body was layd down warming her even with the cold aqua. The coat many adored shone as aqua played upon his barrel. Dome lowered lightly before zeniths and thin papers closed. Opening his jems of raven coal the steed lifted his dome. Arche ahd goen underneath the maidens tiara and soon he slowly put her on his barrel. This was all he could do for now while waiting on her state to change. Breath was warm as it hit her frame now and then. He was scared, who wouldn't? A maidens life was on state, a life was precious, and he got the feeling that this one was more important then others.

Wind picked up but soon slowed as the evening was falling upon them. Sigh escaped feeling his body turning numb, yet he did not care. Body moved giving the mare more warmth in hope that she could stand up, yet this time he would stay by her side all the time. The king did not want anything to make her slipper away, he had lost one before, but wouldn't loose another one this time. Dome lowered upon her shoulder slowly keeping an eye on her breathing, he felt how her pulse was slowing as well as breathing, frown pondered knowing the bad sign already.

[timeless××]

j.oker
he's left you penniless
you look at his face
and he's laughin.g

He considered leaving. He felt nothing for this fragile little thing, and he didn't want to lie and tell her she was special, for she wasn't. Oh sure, maybe the light does strike her coat so beautifully. Maybe her orbs are bright and sparkly and innocent. Maybe her touch leaves a tingle. But don't you see? They were all like that. There were a few variations, but none of them were unique. They claim they stood out. Yeah, them and every other mare existing. His eyes slid to watch the other stag dip a curtsy. Waste their lives on such pointless curtesies, not even realizing the kind of lives that other, more helpless horses led. So conceited, so shallow, these lights. He looked at the white one in disdain. White. Of course. The ideal color for any light horse; that, palomino, or some bright happy color with Arab builds or what-the-freak else, whilst those dark buggers were black friesians more or less. He pitied their lack of originality.

So. There was nothing else to do here. She would be fine; of course, the light kings always made everything better. For all they claimed they were just, see them on the battlefield. They dance their prissy dances, jeering and calling noble insults. He spared one more look of contempt, then abruptly turned and began to walk away. He'd come back another day, when he didn't have to stop by every tiny thing and help out. She never bothered with details. Annoying filler text buggers, they were. Joker never spared detail. Mostly. Let the prissy daisy go with her own kind; it's not like he cared to give. He could live without a fawning mare in debt; and a helpless one at that.

[Vanity Fair]

For the first time in what seemed like years, I felt warmth. The body heat that came from this stallion was the only thing that was keeping me alive. His touch felt so good to my shoulder when his maw touched me. I had to stay alive. Maybe somehow there was, or would be a purpose for my living. I kicked my back right leg out so that the water hit it, and brought it under my bodic. I did the same thing to my left leg as well. I pushed myself upwards and then quickly brought my front legs up to support myself. My bodic divided the weight out evenly out. I had very little concensness in my legs but I knew that I had to get out of the water before I turned for the worst. Besides it was getting darker out, and soon the water would be turning even more cold than what it was now. I slowly brought myself up and out of the river bank. I slid down a few times while trying to walk up the side of the river but finally made it out after three trys. I layed up on top of the river bank and layed down on the grass. I heavily breathed glad to be out of the freezing waters. The warm grass felt like a warm summer blanket rapped around me. A few blades danced as the wind slightly blew, it tickled my maw and I sneezed blowing them away. My trick worked. As the wind blew over my freezing bodic my coat shivered as if trying to swat away pests that were there, but there were none. It was just from being cold. I lifted myself up and looked down at the river, it's speed seemed to be decreasing. Figures I thought in my dream-box It couldn't slow down while I was laying there and almost died of hypothermia. I snorted. It was no use of being mad at the river, after all it was techitly my own fault for being careless. I looked down at my coat wearily. The only good thing about this was that the white patches on my bodic seemed whiter, and the black patches seemed blacker. It was like getting a huge bath. Only with freezing waters and being numb.

I rested my head back onto the soft warm grass. I didn't know what would happen that night, but I was glad to be out of the water. It would have been a long and cold night if I had stayed in their. At least the warmth from the stallion gave me new hope. I looked down from the river bank from where I had walked up. It looked like he was still laying there in the water but I couldn't really tell what he was doing. I layed back resting for a good five minutes this time. The smell of the grass was such a welcome smell to me. I remember me not eating for three days for wanting to make it here, and now I was. I had made it to the claiming grounds, but the hunger pains that I had suffered eariler had vanished, but now were returning quickly. It felt good to be alive once again. Even if I had almost died I was glad I didn't. I hoped that the stallion that had saved my life would soon come up here so that I could thank him for all that he did. I didn't see the other stallion anywhere. He must have left I thought. Reckless dark no doubt. I added keeping my thoughts to myself. There was no need to be yelling and cursing him. He was doing what he thought was right by leaving. If I had been him, I would have left too, for even I had thought that Iwasn't going to survive. Sun slowly began to hide behind the horizon draining the sky in beautiful colors of reds, pinks, orange, and even yellow for taste. I smiled. It was like seeing the sunset for the first time in ages.

As I started to gain feeling back in my legs the annoying pain feeling of pins and needles ran about my whole bodic. Sometimes just having it in one leg hurts, but when it is in every part of your bodic, it is over whelming and it has that unbeliveable pain. Not a pain as in a hurt pain, but a pain as a numb yet still able to feel stinging pain. It was weird of what are bodics' did when we had left too much pressure on them, or if we ate something bad, or twisted the wrong way, it was interesting to see what it would do when you did something wrong to it. But this was something that I had never felt before, and I would have bursted out laughing if I had been healthier. I rolled around on the warm grass trying to wake up my numb body. That pain of pins and needles exploded all around as I moved about waking it up. It felt like I was waking up from hibernation like the bears did!

I smiled when I got all of my body feeling back. It was the best feeling that anyone could have given me. It was all thanks to this stallion that litterally did save my life. Somehow I would have to make it up to him. Either one way or the other he would be thanked. I couldn't just let myself go on knowing that a stallion put his own life in that position to save a stupid mare such as myself. If he hadn't been there, and no one else would have come, I don't even want to think about which way nature would have taken me. I smiled as I rose myself up, how good it felt to be alive and free! I pranced around the meadow like a little filly had just been born. The sweet grass never smelt so good, the sky never looked so bright, and it felt like I never had so much energy! It was as if I could run 1,000 miles and never tire. It was completely unbeliveable. I dipped my head down to the sweet grass and took in the sweet aroma of the blades. I nibbled on them. The grass never tasted so darn good either. I was welcome for the food that was there, and it felt good to be full for the first time in three days. I pranced around, and rolled around in the grass. I ran from one side to the other bucking every now and again with joy. Energy ran through out my veins like it never had before. I hadn't been this way in a very long time. It felt so good to be able to run around and be crazy! The last time that I had acutally been running around and palying with the grass was when I was a very young filly. It was when I had just been brought into the Earth. But that was long ago of course. But then like all good things they never last long. I smiled and swipped the bad memories away. Just like her mother had always said 'Never let the worst of your situations get the best of you, and remember that they could always be worse than what they are'. I smiled as I remember my mother. It had been a long time since I thought about her. How sweet and good she was to me. I smiled as I thought about her and continued to prance around with happiness. I threw my banner back and lifted myself up into the air, I looked down at the river and saw the stallion still there. I threw my head back behind asking him if he would come up in body motion. I let myself fall back down to the Earth and while I waited I continued to prance around, and feed in the meadow.

[FreeRose]

|.:Phantom:.|

|.:i tried to kill the pain
but only brought more
i lay dying
and i'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?:.|

Not many felt the struggeling wind whie it gathered between elegant diamonds. Dome shook making liquid of water sparkel in the fading sunlight. Lobes moved underneath raising in a steady pace. Nothing was moved while nothing was felt. Heavy tassels panted upon forehead gathering a small river running down. Ribbons played while flickering making more sparkels apear in the autumn wind. Diamonds moved forward letting liquid fall down snow barrel while slippering ground slowed. The steed towered forward with ease, masculine barrel spilled out softly before fainting. Emeralds played with small silks while coat shone like ice. It was a special passion some felt for him, it mixed within ice and warmth, yet he never noticed this.

|.:my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation:.|

Silks of ribbons caressed his flank while the proud king entered upon the field. Graceful diamonds flew upon emeralds of silk, dome tossed around letting tassels and tresses play into the wind elegant and playful. He reared up hoping to get the maidens attention. Phantom wasn't a show off, but he liked having teh attention of another to speak with him or her. The other Knight was gone he had noticed that much, yet the bad feeling he had gotten from the youngster wasn't mistaken, he was neither of the pure nor the wicked, he was of the unchosen path. Not many of those lived here either, soft sigh escaped while darkened jems of raven looked softly at the maiden, zeniths flickered in a perk wondering what the maiden would say.

|.:do you remember me
lost for so long
will you be on the other side
or will you forget me
i'm dying praying bleeding and screaming
am i too lost to be saved
am i too lost?:.|

[Vanity Fair]

I stopped as I looked from the hill top on which I stood u pon. I watched as the massive stallion came up with ease out of the river. He was strong no doubt. What stallion wasn't strong though? They all seemed to be strong to me, and they always wanted the same thing as well. Madins on their territory to breed and have their own blood-lines flow over the lands. Would there ever be one stallion that would think different? I watched as he brought himself out to the feild and I watched him as he reared and beckoned me over to him. I smiled and galloped over to meet him. Might as well meet my rescuer right? I stood still waiting for what though? Was I soposed to say something, or was he? I didn't know who was so soposed to speak first but it would make sence that if he would so I stayed quite. My mane danced around my dial as I stood waiting to see what the Lord would say. I had time though, so I wasn't in any hurry.

ooc: Sorry for the short post...

[FreeRose]

|.:Phantom:.|

|.:my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation
my God my tourniquet
return to me salvation:.|

Zeniths flickered forward while raven coal looked at her calmly. Many didn't think this much about him, the steed knew how he looked like. Many thought the worst of some steeds, yet he never bothered by them. Dome moved lightly, heavy tresses played with evening sun. Shades of ginger, sapphire and ruby played upon barrel, labios held a slight touch until they moved. A symphony spilled out with the tones of a deep sound. Slight warm manners helped within it while soft tones held the most of him. I hope ye are ok My Lady. Forgive me my rude manners, I be named Phantom. Would I be honoured by your name fair maiden?

[/u] Not many showed their surprise to him, but Phantom did not care about it at all. Dome lowered letting labios ripp apart some of the few emeralds underneath. Tresses dropped down arche, not many saw how attracted he really was, yet everyone just looked at his rank.

|.:my wounds cry for the grave
my soul cries for deliverance
will i be denied Christ
tourniquet
my suicide:.|

[/blockquote][/color][/size]

[Vanity Fair]

Barabell smiled to him. Phantom. So that was his name. The famous Phantom acutally was here with me. I stood slightly shocked. I shook my coat out before answering him. I smiled and drew in a slight breath, and spoke:

|| My calling is Barabell m'lord. I am ok now, thanks to you. ||

She smiled as she spoke her words. They were soft, but not to spoke to not be heard. Her banner flicked back and forth as it hit the sides of her. She was going to be alright now thanks for Phantom comming along and saving her. It felt so good to be able to feel the grass again.

[FreeRose]

|.:Phantom:.|

Lips of hidden passion moved letting toung slipper licking them clean. Ribbons played with mid air as they swished back and forth. Heavy tassels shone like white silk alon with the muscular tones physique. Weight pondered shiftinf backwards with ease. Tresses was opved giving the look of more handsome futures without caring about it. Jems of raven where holding a soft warmth as they watched the lady. She was safe and that was good. I am honoured to be the one saving you Barabell. It isn't always a steed like me walks into a maiden like you

[/u] Soft touches was hidden with lips, Tresses held their mark not daring to move. Zeniths flickered softly and lazily giving the expression of being off guard. He already knew there where no one trying to enter here. Diamonds moved underneath letting foliage of olive moisture bow deeper in his command. This wasn't a cruel king, it was a king getting hurt too much.[/blockquote][/color][/size]

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