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Post by Jaguara Katial on Jun 14, 2005 1:13:23 GMT -5
The sky was purple and growing ever lighter in the cool morning air. He looked out upon the forest from the cliff edge that he was standing on. The corners of his mouth turned upward as a slight smile graced his face. The morning wind rushed past him whipping his mane away from his face and rustled his feathered wings. He closed his eyes and sighed. He loved this time of day, when the stars faded into the blue sky and the moon rose so high that you couldn't see it any more. Then the sun would poke out among the distant hills and turn the sky from purple hues to bright shades of orange and red. Then finally almost as soon as it had begun the sky would become a beautiful blue until dusk when it would turn back to reddish shades and into the dark blue of night. He looked out at the landscape in front of him and it was magnificent... n.domaindlx.com/mysticmoon/mysticmoonsanctuary/stonepilars/creatures/crystalunicorns/pages/birchwood.html
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