
Posted by Sterling on February 7, 2009, 7:41 am, in reply to "Lets play TROOO or PHALSE" there was a loophole in my
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In the night, he noticed a new comer. They were silhouetted on the horizon, and with a cold night breeze, an unknown scent drifts towards him. Sterling was still by an oasis, water cold around his pasterns where it had leaked out of him, and joined to the main pool of the oasis. Yet when morning comes, it’ll be evaporated in a matter of hours. It would not be long lasting.
He doesn’t rush to meet them, he keeps his hazel eyes steady on them. Sterling was not scared, no, but he had no haste. There would be enough time in the desert o catch up to those who are new to sands – or return to the sands. So the silver buckskin merely keeps a watch during the night. It’s as they go to disappear from sight across a ridge that he calls out. It’s a low nicker sent towards them, and finally, he steps to catch up.
“ ‘Lo there stranger, wait up,”
His voice is friendly as his strides are long, but quite ambling, even though he is catching up.
“Are you new to the desert, stranger?”
d r e a m i n g.
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