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Post by Goldenstar on Jul 31, 2009 9:45:44 GMT -4
My cats Goldenstar Silverheart Dapplerose Sandpelt Fireflame Sunriseflower Shinefeather Sunblaze Wildheart Gingertail Candytail Swirlpelt Icewing Sissy Sparkles Silver Lilystream Mosstail
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Post by Roseblossom on Jun 3, 2020 20:08:08 GMT -4
A blossom, sweet and bright, will probably someday, lead your life tonight. Blossoms bloom pretty and charming, and stay longer on the tree, they learn a lot and then eventually, fall far from the tree. One rose blossom has had a long life to live, and it has still gone on along the same way it has been. A Ravager had lit her path and led her to her sight, but then suddenly she was dragged out of the light. Unable to grow, unable to thrive, she waited in demise barely noticing that she was alive. Then one day she saw the Ravager again. He promised she had no longer to wait, that he was here this time, that he was here to stay. But then, once again, he disappeared into the night, once looking back into the light, now biding for his time. Some problems in life hadn't been worked out, and so the rose waited some-more. Then later the Ravager once appeared, and the rose had left for a long journey. But then, as she began, he followed for one whole day, then confronted her on one cold night, when she had lost her sight. She opened her full eyes, seeing what she had done to him and a different one. She nursed him into health, wishing for the best, knowing that she had done the damage, and that she was to blame, and so it came; the rose lost him again. . .
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Post by Roseblossom on Jun 3, 2020 20:11:59 GMT -4
He didn't die, but he did disappear, one's ear could never hear how much he loves that rose blossom.
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