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Post by Tink on Nov 21, 2003 21:59:58 GMT -5
Shade tasted the breeze as he glanced around. Not much going on here, a herd not far off, he would aviod them. He chose a spot within the trees to rest and started suddenly. The spirits were whispering, an old pony was reaching for him from the darkness, he bared his teeth as he had seen many do and charged it. The spirit was strong and he suddenly uttered a rather unearthly cry of pain as it touched him. Come little spirit speaker, stay with me, for a while... Then there were many more, there was nothing you could do to hurt spirits and Shade merely caused a great fuss. The spirits were flocking to him now. The old one had died here without burial and it sought vengance against any here who dared cross the it's path. Shade yelled and another appeared, just like a shadow and all were gone, it stood for a couple seconds and it to was gone. rather than rejoice in his rescuer Shade merely whimpered. he feared the shadow, he could feel its strength, and something else as well...
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Post by Tink on Nov 22, 2003 14:23:03 GMT -5
Shade stood and dusted himself off and wondered. The old spirit had gone, which was strange, that particular one seemed to have been there for a while. He took a deep breath and tried to summon a spirit again, with the right control he could question it. Not that he had that control, his mother had. She had tried to teach him, now that she was dead, how would he learn to deal with this? Nothing happened,never did, no spirits, no pain either. When spirits touched him teh pain was like ice and fire, something undescribable. Shade sat down exasted to think.
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Post by Tink on Nov 25, 2003 15:41:22 GMT -5
shade shrugged off his earl;ier fear and tiredness to get moving back toward Ponyville at a brisk trot.
Cont: Nieghborhood
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