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 Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 12:22 pm
 Golden leaves fell to the ground, showing signs of the end of fall and the first breath of winter. A lone mare stood under the falling leaves with her eyes half closed. The world around her was calm and quiet except for the chirping of birds and the rustling of the wind in the trees; it was a lullaby that would send any into a dream like trance.
Isabliss shook her wings of the fallen leaves that had found a resting place in her feathers, adding to the pile that lay near her hooves. She opened one grey eye and looked around at the world that she was standing in, reality was different than dreams, but both were equal in complexity. Isabliss smiled to herself as she began to walk along the well worn path heading out of the woods. The path followed a river that flowed from the snow capped mountains in the west to a small lake deep into the forest.
Trees became less and less as the mare reached the end of the wood, ahead of her the trail forked into two separate paths. Isabliss stood, contemplating the direction she should take: continue to follow the river or leave its calming song. She stared up into the sky; clouds were forming and moving toward the sun to block what little warmth it gave off. The wind rustled her long dark mane, blowing it in the direction away from the river, “Is that the way I am to take?” her voice was a dreamy whisper that was whisked away by the wind.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 12:53 pm
 "if you Follow the wind, you will never settle" Poppins said softly " Do you not know where you intend to go?"
she stepped up next to the mare... and breathed in the air. "it's a lovely day for a walk though if i may say so myself"
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 1:42 pm
“Why settle, when there is a big world out there? Always move to keep dreams alive…” Isabliss’s words trailed off as she pondered the other mare’s question, the wind still playing with her mane, “No, I do not know where I am to go; I only know where I have been.”
Isabliss shifted her eyes from the sky to stare at the mare beside her; she was different than the other Soquili that she had met before, though it is a few, the appearance of the mare intrigued Isabliss; for she was wearing a saddle and had a coat that was amazingly white and clear of any smudges.
“It really is a wonderful day to go on a walk. I am called Isabliss. What are you called?” The grey coated Angeni smiled at the mare, solitude was nice, but the silence only created an empty void that was only able to be filled by conversing with others besides oneself.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 1:54 pm
ooc sorry forgot to put her image up *head desk*  " i am called Poppins by most, though Pin will do if you wish to shorten it." she spoke softly... but firmly. "I suppose one does not have to have a destination, but I would think it would help keep the journey in perspective..would it not?" she never heard at wandering at whim... her life had purpose she never did anything without a reason.
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Posted: Mon Nov 02, 2009 1:49 pm
“It is very nice to meet you. There is a saying that I have heard during my travels; ‘Not all who wander are lost’. But what would you do once you reached that destination? Would you stay, only to move again in a few moments of time? No being can ever call one place home, for it is in our nature to wander. I’m sorry, I have rambled on about the reality of the world we live in. For me, it is the reality of dreams that I crave.”
The grey Angeni moved her body, so she could face the mare next to her. “If you don’t mind my asking, which way are you going to take? And what brought you to this cross road?”
It was a simple question, but one with a deeper meaning that Isabliss did not even know herself or why she asked. All she knew was that she wanted to know more about this mare standing in front of her with the pure white coat and saddle.
((Sorry for the late response; school has been hectic))
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Posted: Wed Nov 25, 2009 10:23 pm
OOC: it's fine... life can get busy(has a two year old)
Poppins looked at the road " you know.. i had intended on just going straight... seeing as how that is the way to water... as for coming to the road.. well again... I am thirsty... i will encounter the stream, drink my fill then follow it to the ocean to eat some salt grass." her words were plain and sensible. "when i reach my destination, i will simple pick a New destination... what a strange question to ask... "
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Posted: Tue Dec 29, 2009 12:27 am
Isabliss looked down the straight road, there was no twists in the path, only a straight trail; in the far off distance one could see the light shining off the clear water of the river.
“I see. Water is the sensible choice, since one does not know when one will have access to the cool waters again… Oh, I seem not to be making any sense, am I? I do apologize; it has been a while since I conversed with another living being. “
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