~EmberHerd and Green Island Farms~ *Temporary owner*

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His eyes glided over her, as if he to was examining her. The gorgues, drool-worthy, Arabian stallion took a few steps toward his ears flickered toward her.

She peered at him over the top of her suglasses. Desdemona smacked the crop into the palm of her hand thoughtfully, and gripped onto it. She did it a few times, before stepping closer and sticking out her hand.

He nickered, giving a half-rear. He troted toward her, his jet black muzzle reaching her hand.
 
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^3^
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Good luck!
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Donka!
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She said now. -.- Oh well, I guess I will have to play the one page sample for the rest of my life.
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Wind laughed. "The poor thing is shaken!"

The orchestra began to play the wedding march.
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She peered at him over the top of her suglasses. Desdemona smacked the crop into the palm of her hand thoughtfully, and gripped onto it. She did it a few times, before stepping closer and sticking out her hand.

He nickered, giving a half-rear. He troted toward her, his jet black muzzle reaching her hand.

"Good, good...." She mumbled quietly, smiling ever so slightly.
 
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He nickered, giving a half-rear. He troted toward her, his jet black muzzle reaching her hand.

"Good, good...." She mumbled quietly, smiling ever so slightly.

He nickered.
 
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He nickered.

"I wonder what your name is," Desdemona sighed thoughtfully.

"Shetan," he mumbled as if she could here him.
 
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"I wonder what your name is," Desdemona sighed thoughtfully.

"Shetan," he mumbled as if she could here him.

Desdemona's cell phone suddenly rang, so she whipped it out and turned her back to the horses. She began to talk in a strange, foreign tongue.
 

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