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Post by Whispering Wind on Oct 7, 2004 9:34:29 GMT -5
Prophecy went down to the beach. The wind was quite strong out there, causing her mane to flow. The ribbon did not let go of her mane, anyway. The unicorn winked her yellow eyes. It was weeks ago she last met Notepad. She suddenly felt a little annoyed that Petunia was going to be there, but Prophecy quickly shook the thought off herself. Nothing, absolutely nothing could ruin her day.
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Post by WingSong on Nov 8, 2004 20:51:51 GMT -5
A little white pony strolled along a strip of sand amongst the tidepools. "Hmmm," Breezie said to herself,"Reminds me of home." She allowed a gust of wind to hit her in the face, smiling as she was sprayed with the ocean mist it had been carrying along with it.
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Post by WingSong on Feb 20, 2005 20:58:08 GMT -5
((Yah, never mind...Breezie leaves...))
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