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Post by lex on Feb 18, 2009 15:27:53 GMT -5
imagine being born amoung the highest lines in equine history. you get looked at like you're some kind of money bank and they all expect you to become this great legeny. but when you're fighting for survival and who get's that shelter at night, does where you came from really matter? you could be the perfect crop of a line of equines that would make it great in the human world, but this is different. the island of libero presents a vast area for horses to roam freely. not one day every holds the same events. it's always different and rumors travel like wild fire.
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