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Post by lissachoa on Feb 4, 2007 3:21:04 GMT -5
*the night was colder then it should be. the moon's bright pale face shines down on the empty park. the sound of silence could make one deft or even make one wonder if everyone else is dead but that does nothing to the only soul who sits limp apond one of the old worn out horse's*
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Post by Rasanet on Feb 4, 2007 17:00:34 GMT -5
*walks towards the merrygoround* ...
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Post by lissachoa on Feb 5, 2007 1:27:04 GMT -5
*her breath could be seen in the frost bitten air as she stays silent*
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Post by Rasanet on Feb 5, 2007 9:17:11 GMT -5
*walks up to her*
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Post by lissachoa on Feb 5, 2007 10:46:36 GMT -5
*she softly opens her eyes and just kinda staire's blankly passed him, her eyes unfocused and somewhat empty*
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Post by Rasanet on Feb 5, 2007 18:40:06 GMT -5
*looks at her*
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Post by lissachoa on Feb 5, 2007 18:42:03 GMT -5
*eventually looks up at him* was it snowing?
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Post by Rasanet on Feb 5, 2007 18:44:14 GMT -5
it may have been but i dont think it was
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Post by lissachoa on Feb 5, 2007 18:46:41 GMT -5
*looka around for a bit and lays her head down on the horse's neck* I remember this place.
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Post by Rasanet on Feb 5, 2007 18:47:16 GMT -5
you do *sits at the side of the horse*
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Post by lissachoa on Feb 5, 2007 18:50:43 GMT -5
*nods* I was 5 years old. this horse here was my favorite
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Post by Rasanet on Feb 5, 2007 18:51:32 GMT -5
ahhh child hood memories must be wonderful
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Post by lissachoa on Feb 5, 2007 18:54:17 GMT -5
not really. onlt of my family. at school I was picked on alot
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Post by Rasanet on Feb 5, 2007 19:04:12 GMT -5
i see
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Post by lissachoa on Feb 5, 2007 19:07:35 GMT -5
*watches her breath in the cold air* Immortality scares me.
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