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Claimed
Feb 7, 2006 17:49:57 GMT -5
Post by fil de fil on Feb 7, 2006 17:49:57 GMT -5
Hidden set his eyes pon the mountain. He had heard the stallion who had reined here previously was dead, and had come to see if twas true. His nostrils flared. All scents were old; the rumor must be true. Hidden tossed his head back and let out a cry. This land was his. And he would fight for it to the end.
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