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Post by icewillfreezeyou on Aug 13, 2007 15:21:49 GMT -5
Legend galloped onto the flat, sandy beach, his head held high with pride, his feet slowing him to a trot. He surveyed the area, scenting for other stallions that could pose a threat to him. His long mane flowed gently in the wind, hardly softening his appearance. He looked bigger than his 16.1 hands as he strutted about, showing off for no one in particular. After several minutes, he halted squarely on the beach and let out a vicious neigh, claiming the land as his own.
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