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Post by Seele Studio on Oct 15, 2012 18:14:09 GMT -5
How long had it been, a year? That sounded right, a full year since she had seen that stallion, a year since she had been childish and rather insane. But she had grown much over that year, now only winter was in the way of the liver chestnuts adulthood. She had been a simply tease until this point, just a filly trying to break the hearts of passing stallions. Oh most of them had been captivated, that's for sure, they had even come to call her The River Nymph as she would never tell her name. Besides why should she use her name, it was just another thing to remind her of a dead past.
Sincarian smiled as she walked the length of her freezing river, her hips swayed with a natural seduction one that could lure almost anyone into her grasp. She could only hope for someone to see her and come to warm her side for a few moments. Those moments were her favorite.
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