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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 10:45 pm
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Dayunsi sighed and leaned against the burgandy mare. He could sense her discomfort and for a fleeting moment wanted to comfort her and let her know things were ok, that nothing was her fault. The flutter ached to tell Immi how he felt but then he could have to explain everything and after what she had said... Dayunsi remembered the conversation, he recalled how she had wished she could see more of Tohopka and Juliet. They had been talking about the other soquili they had met, the different people and about connecting with others. He had been about to ask her something important when she had blurted about him and Absinthe. Immi had wondered why he didn't stick with her.
"I mean, you are both flutters. You two would work well together, you're of the same type..."
The words, simple and innocent in their spoken way, still haunted him. He tried not to let it show, surely Imogen had not meant it that way? If she had, then why would she spend time with him at all? He had though back over all the other soquili she had made friends with and they all were regular, no winds, no other flutters... Malis was the only odd one and she was more odd on the inside than the out. Some how in the dark of that night her words had sounded a little more hollow, a little more vengeful.
As if his hooves moved of their own violation, Dayunsi began to shift away, slowly making his way towards the outskirts of the glade. He suddenly didn't feel welcome anymore...
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