Playground
Parents do not fear; your children are safe in the Playground. A benevolent fairy watches over young colts and fillies who come to frolic here. The trees are ancient things, and widely spaced (excellent for tag) and there are several low logs to leap over and many ponds and thickets full of wonder for the little ones. Come play and form friendships that will last a lifetime.
you and me, flesh to flesh
IP: 96.52.20.178
Posted on May 12, 2011 at 08:17:28 PM by DAINTRE
The filly searched her mind, but there was no answer for her newfound friend's question. If her name had a meaning, her father had never told her it, and it was doubtful that he would. He was elusive, always vanishing when Daintre fell asleep or looked the other way.
"Uhmm, I dunno! I guess it doesn't have a meaning," she giggled and shrugged, before casting her dark eyes out on the world around them. What could she stump her friend with? "I spy with my little eye....something that is.....green!"
Her father never played games with her, always snorting and shrugging when she asked him such playful questions. He had no patience for children, and it was a wonder that despite being his first and only-born, she meant nothing to him.
DAINTRE
of Snake and Oscen
i was born to tell you i love you
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