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Posted: Thu Sep 04, 2008 1:26 pm
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They said wisdom came from the mouths of babes, and today it seemed like it was proved true. Oh, Vidia was not a foal, but she was so much younger than Inali, and probably had not the experiences the red mare had amassed in her travels.
"I don't think I could honestly answer that. I hold no ill feelings towards your mother, but I think I harbor enough for your father. That is one meeting I do not think I will make again." Would Inali ever see Tawali again? Not if she had her say in it. Her life was perfectly fine without the rogue winged stallion, and she feared her own anger if she did indeed meet him again. It would not be a pretty sight.
"I am mad at myself too. I should have made some move. Instead, I made a move on another stallion. It was a mistake. We both realized it soon after. I was lucky that I was not pregnant- there was a scare. Misplaced feelings are as treacherous as those that go unsaid." Inali wondered what the true story was that lay behind Vidia and Ambroise, apparently not quite willing companions. If she had known how close to home their own story struck to hers, perhaps she would have had more wisdom to offer.
"I don't think I wish to see your mother again either. The wound is still too raw. My luck seems to have only gotten worse since then." Tears, unbidden, rose to Inali's silver eyes. Would she forever have a love that could not be fulfilled? Would she always feel the sharp ache of pain in her heart? It seemed like it, as she failed again and again to be appealing to various stallions. Life was cruel, and not always fair, and it seemed particularly determined to prove that to one red mare.
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 10:48 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 09, 2008 8:09 pm
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