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 Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 6:15 pm
Magaskawee sighed. "I'm sorry if I seem rude or anything. I just don't meet others often. Who'd really want to talk to an ugly old mare like me, anyway?" It was true. The mare was usually up high in the sky, avoiding others the best she could. She saw herself as pathetic on the ground, unable to have a normal conversation, unable to actually connect with another Soq. Barely able to walk without falling. How pittiful the mare was.
Her ears perked at the sound of 'cloud chasing.' "Uh... Would that require walking? 'Cause I'm not so great at that." She lowered her head some in embarassment.
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Posted: Wed Sep 17, 2008 2:19 pm
Golden eyes got wider as she described herself as an ugly mare. To him she was miraculous and beautiful, in an avian sort of way. The blue that was her coat was in varying shades and was in his mind beautiful, and the petals that seemed to follow her added to her beauty. Alik could appreciate the beautiful things in life, and this mare was one of them.
But first he need to address the art of cloud chasing. “I can walk and you can fly if you wish, but know that there is a huge chance that I will stumble. I too am not very good at walking.” He gave her a small smile, his cheeks reddening in embarrassment. “Also, I don’t think that you are ugly at all. What would make you think that?” He asked, wondering the reasons as to why she thought that.
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