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		<title><![CDATA[Beqanna - Paradise Beach]]></title>
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			<title><![CDATA[Kingdom Meeting (mandatory)]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=9053</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 21 Jun 2016 16:11:52 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=1308">Wyrm</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[If there are any here who would like to remain loyal to the Gates, there's a kingdom meeting currently underway.<br />
<br />
Wyrm would love to see you there!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[If there are any here who would like to remain loyal to the Gates, there's a kingdom meeting currently underway.<br />
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Wyrm would love to see you there!]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[We're all sinners, but some have bloody hands; Szeth]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=8953</link>
			<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jun 2016 00:08:13 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=1422">Sin Killer</a>]]></dc:creator>
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Sin Killer was getting bigger and more independant with each day.  He had made several trips away from Paradise Beach, now -- at first, with his mother by his side, and later on his own.  Now, however, he was perfectly content to stay home.  He had met some strange characters, and he was feeling conflicted.  <br />
<br />
What he really wanted was to talk to his dad.<br />
<br />
The gangly foal had been pacing near the ocean's edge, but now he stopped and lifted his head, glancing back at his beloved home. His face was full of uncertainty and a thousand questions, but he was still a little shy about getting his father's attention.<br />
<br />
Finally he mustered the courage, and called out for Szeth.  <b>"Dad!"</b> he called, his childish voice ringing out without a note of fear or pain.  He didn't want his father to come running, thinking something was wrong.  No, all he wanted was a little... bonding time.<br />
<br />
<b>"Daaaad?"</b><br />
<br />
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<sup><font color=000000>Stock credit: lumibear @ dA</sup></font></font></center></p></div></center></div>]]></description>
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Sin Killer was getting bigger and more independant with each day.  He had made several trips away from Paradise Beach, now -- at first, with his mother by his side, and later on his own.  Now, however, he was perfectly content to stay home.  He had met some strange characters, and he was feeling conflicted.  <br />
<br />
What he really wanted was to talk to his dad.<br />
<br />
The gangly foal had been pacing near the ocean's edge, but now he stopped and lifted his head, glancing back at his beloved home. His face was full of uncertainty and a thousand questions, but he was still a little shy about getting his father's attention.<br />
<br />
Finally he mustered the courage, and called out for Szeth.  <b>"Dad!"</b> he called, his childish voice ringing out without a note of fear or pain.  He didn't want his father to come running, thinking something was wrong.  No, all he wanted was a little... bonding time.<br />
<br />
<b>"Daaaad?"</b><br />
<br />
<br />
<center><img src="http://i.imgur.com/K0ZklTv.png"><br />
<sup><font color=000000>Stock credit: lumibear @ dA</sup></font></font></center></p></div></center></div>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[breeding season]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=8951</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 16 Jun 2016 20:23:42 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=731">Szeth</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[Hokay, breeding season is just around the corner, and I wanted to let you guys know that you are welcome to use Szeth if you wish. He's not likely to try and force anyone into anything though, so it's totally up to you. <img src="https://beqanna.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.png" alt="Smile" title="Smile" class="smilie smilie_1" /><br />
<br />
szeth<br />
kreios x syl<br />
percheron hybrid stallion<br />
black pintaloosa (EE/aa/nT/nLp/PATN1)<br />
trait genetics: TEGteg [LIMITED IMMORTALITY][telekinesis][shattering][hydrokinesis]<br />
<br />
Also, I'm soooo sorry for the slow posts lately! Hopefully I'll be able to post more frequently soon!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Hokay, breeding season is just around the corner, and I wanted to let you guys know that you are welcome to use Szeth if you wish. He's not likely to try and force anyone into anything though, so it's totally up to you. <img src="https://beqanna.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.png" alt="Smile" title="Smile" class="smilie smilie_1" /><br />
<br />
szeth<br />
kreios x syl<br />
percheron hybrid stallion<br />
black pintaloosa (EE/aa/nT/nLp/PATN1)<br />
trait genetics: TEGteg [LIMITED IMMORTALITY][telekinesis][shattering][hydrokinesis]<br />
<br />
Also, I'm soooo sorry for the slow posts lately! Hopefully I'll be able to post more frequently soon!]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[it's a very good bad thing we've found; golgotha, any]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=8813</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 04 Jun 2016 06:14:32 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=731">Szeth</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<style type="text/css">.template1_container {background: #fff;/*background color*/ width: 500px;border: 8px solid #000; /*border width, style, and color*/ color: #000;/* message font color*/font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; /*message font size and face*/ padding: 15px;text-align: justify;box-shadow: inset 0 0 2px 2px #000;}.template1_name {text-align: center;color: #000;/* name font color*/ font: 26px 'Times New Roman', serif;/* name font size and face*/padding-top: 10px;padding-right: 10px;}.template1_quote {text-align: center;font-style: italic;}</style><center><div class="template1_container">The journey to Paradise Beach is as short as ever, and in no time at all they are stopping in amongst the sandy dunes that make up the vast majority of the little territory. Szeth grins as the familiar salt air hits his nostrils, and he turns to look at Golgotha, hoping that she finds the place just as pleasant as he does. <b>"What do you think?"</b> It's perhaps an unusual place for a horse to reside, but he loves it, and so far his other mare Desirea appears to love it too. <br />
<br />
Speaking of Desirea ... <br />
<br />
<b>"Another mare lives here with me too. Her name is Desirea, I think you'll like her."</b> Desirea is such a lovely sweet mare, how could she not? <b>"I hope you'll like it here. It's quite peaceful and warm, and there's plenty to eat and drink."</b><br />
<br />
<div class="template1_name">szeth</div><div class="template1_quote">absolute power corrupts absolutely</div></div></center><br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
@[Golgotha]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<style type="text/css">.template1_container {background: #fff;/*background color*/ width: 500px;border: 8px solid #000; /*border width, style, and color*/ color: #000;/* message font color*/font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; /*message font size and face*/ padding: 15px;text-align: justify;box-shadow: inset 0 0 2px 2px #000;}.template1_name {text-align: center;color: #000;/* name font color*/ font: 26px 'Times New Roman', serif;/* name font size and face*/padding-top: 10px;padding-right: 10px;}.template1_quote {text-align: center;font-style: italic;}</style><center><div class="template1_container">The journey to Paradise Beach is as short as ever, and in no time at all they are stopping in amongst the sandy dunes that make up the vast majority of the little territory. Szeth grins as the familiar salt air hits his nostrils, and he turns to look at Golgotha, hoping that she finds the place just as pleasant as he does. <b>"What do you think?"</b> It's perhaps an unusual place for a horse to reside, but he loves it, and so far his other mare Desirea appears to love it too. <br />
<br />
Speaking of Desirea ... <br />
<br />
<b>"Another mare lives here with me too. Her name is Desirea, I think you'll like her."</b> Desirea is such a lovely sweet mare, how could she not? <b>"I hope you'll like it here. It's quite peaceful and warm, and there's plenty to eat and drink."</b><br />
<br />
<div class="template1_name">szeth</div><div class="template1_quote">absolute power corrupts absolutely</div></div></center><br />
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@[Golgotha]]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[The shine in my heart; birthing]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=8780</link>
			<pubDate>Thu, 02 Jun 2016 02:04:24 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=1394">Desirea</a>]]></dc:creator>
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As the days passed and Desirea's stomach continued to grow, she came to the realization that she was indeed with foal.  It was funny how such a thing could happen so quickly and unexpectedly.  Just one night of lonely passion had been enough to bring new life into the world.  <br />
<br />
Desirea lay in the soft grass beneath the shade of a large tree, gazing wistfully out at the ocean.  The winter had remained remarkably warm, and the days leading into Spring seemed to be a constant flow of blue skies and mild weather.  She was happy here with Szeth, who had proved himself to be a competent lead stallion.  But it was more than that... In Szeth, she saw someone she would be glad to spend the day with, talking about stupid things and doing not much of anything.  They seemed to be well suited for each other, and she had grown quite fond of the spotted stallion.  She liked the way things were now, but she had no doubt that he would soon be off looking for other mares.  It made her a little uneasy, but such was the way of life.  If everything went her way, perhaps they would share a few more lazy afternoons yet.<br />
<br />
Suddenly, a sharp pain struck Desirea deep in her belly.  She started and cried out, struggling to get to her feet.  It seemed that it was no use, however -- her plump figure was rooted firmly to the earth.  A roll of muscle contractions swam through her, and she was suddenly keenly aware of the fact that her child was on its way.<br />
<br />
The hours passed in a haze.  She didn't know if Szeth had been there by her side, or not.  She had thought she'd seen and heard him, but it was all a feverish dream-like state.  <br />
<br />
When she came out of it, she was curled protectively around a tiny, wet, reddish-black creature.  Desirea touched the young thing carefully, noting with relief that it was warm and moving.  The newborn colt raised its head with considerable effort and touched its muzzle lovingly to his mother's side.  Desirea had to smile.  She liked this little thing already.<br />
<br />
With a gentle nudge, she got the shaky young colt to his feet.  He wobbled for a moment, then took a few uneasy steps.  She caught him when he nearly fell over, wedging her muzzle under his little belly to give him stability.  And then, suddenly, he turned and blinked up at her with his large, shiny eyes; and it was love at first sight, for both of them.<br />
<br />
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ooc; Would Szeth be so kind as to bestow the little one's name on him?  c:]]></description>
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As the days passed and Desirea's stomach continued to grow, she came to the realization that she was indeed with foal.  It was funny how such a thing could happen so quickly and unexpectedly.  Just one night of lonely passion had been enough to bring new life into the world.  <br />
<br />
Desirea lay in the soft grass beneath the shade of a large tree, gazing wistfully out at the ocean.  The winter had remained remarkably warm, and the days leading into Spring seemed to be a constant flow of blue skies and mild weather.  She was happy here with Szeth, who had proved himself to be a competent lead stallion.  But it was more than that... In Szeth, she saw someone she would be glad to spend the day with, talking about stupid things and doing not much of anything.  They seemed to be well suited for each other, and she had grown quite fond of the spotted stallion.  She liked the way things were now, but she had no doubt that he would soon be off looking for other mares.  It made her a little uneasy, but such was the way of life.  If everything went her way, perhaps they would share a few more lazy afternoons yet.<br />
<br />
Suddenly, a sharp pain struck Desirea deep in her belly.  She started and cried out, struggling to get to her feet.  It seemed that it was no use, however -- her plump figure was rooted firmly to the earth.  A roll of muscle contractions swam through her, and she was suddenly keenly aware of the fact that her child was on its way.<br />
<br />
The hours passed in a haze.  She didn't know if Szeth had been there by her side, or not.  She had thought she'd seen and heard him, but it was all a feverish dream-like state.  <br />
<br />
When she came out of it, she was curled protectively around a tiny, wet, reddish-black creature.  Desirea touched the young thing carefully, noting with relief that it was warm and moving.  The newborn colt raised its head with considerable effort and touched its muzzle lovingly to his mother's side.  Desirea had to smile.  She liked this little thing already.<br />
<br />
With a gentle nudge, she got the shaky young colt to his feet.  He wobbled for a moment, then took a few uneasy steps.  She caught him when he nearly fell over, wedging her muzzle under his little belly to give him stability.  And then, suddenly, he turned and blinked up at her with his large, shiny eyes; and it was love at first sight, for both of them.<br />
<br />
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ooc; Would Szeth be so kind as to bestow the little one's name on him?  c:]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[there's a devil in my brain with a pitchfork and a flame; desirea]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=8738</link>
			<pubDate>Sun, 29 May 2016 01:05:21 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=731">Szeth</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<style type="text/css">.template1_container {background: #fff;/*background color*/ width: 500px;border: 8px solid #000; /*border width, style, and color*/ color: #000;/* message font color*/font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; /*message font size and face*/ padding: 15px;text-align: justify;box-shadow: inset 0 0 2px 2px #000;}.template1_name {text-align: center;color: #000;/* name font color*/ font: 26px 'Times New Roman', serif;/* name font size and face*/padding-top: 10px;padding-right: 10px;}.template1_quote {text-align: center;font-style: italic;}</style><center><div class="template1_container"> The journey from the field to the beach is a relatively short one, and in no time at all they are crossing over the border of Szeth’s chosen territory. He pauses for a moment at the edge of the forest, taking the opportunity to take a deep whiff of the salty sea air. He smiles, remembering. The scent brings to remember happier times, when he and his family had still lived here. Before Skullu and Hidatsa had disappeared, and his mother had gone to live in the foul Desert. <br />
<br />
He shakes his head slightly, trying to clear his thoughts. Now is not the day to dwell too much on the past. Today is a day of new beginnings - of the start of his very own herd in the land his father had ruled so long ago. Smiling, he turns to look at Desirea. <b>“Well, this is it! What do you think?”</b><br />
<br />
His brown eyes leave her momentarily, travelling to the small meadow and sand dunes that lie between them and the sea. He’s always found it so beautiful here, with it’s luscious greenery up near the woods, and golden sands trailing all the way down to the deep blue sea. But he’s biased of course. He’s always had a strong fondness for his childhood home. He wants Desirea’s true first impression. Hopefully she will like it as much as he does. <br />
<br />
His eyes return to her face and he smiles once again. <b>“Would you like a bit of a tour?”</b> There are a few tricks to living on the Beach, and he might as well introduce her now if she is willing.<br />
<div class="template1_name">szeth</div><div class="template1_quote">absolute power corrupts absolutely</div></div></center>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<style type="text/css">.template1_container {background: #fff;/*background color*/ width: 500px;border: 8px solid #000; /*border width, style, and color*/ color: #000;/* message font color*/font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; /*message font size and face*/ padding: 15px;text-align: justify;box-shadow: inset 0 0 2px 2px #000;}.template1_name {text-align: center;color: #000;/* name font color*/ font: 26px 'Times New Roman', serif;/* name font size and face*/padding-top: 10px;padding-right: 10px;}.template1_quote {text-align: center;font-style: italic;}</style><center><div class="template1_container"> The journey from the field to the beach is a relatively short one, and in no time at all they are crossing over the border of Szeth’s chosen territory. He pauses for a moment at the edge of the forest, taking the opportunity to take a deep whiff of the salty sea air. He smiles, remembering. The scent brings to remember happier times, when he and his family had still lived here. Before Skullu and Hidatsa had disappeared, and his mother had gone to live in the foul Desert. <br />
<br />
He shakes his head slightly, trying to clear his thoughts. Now is not the day to dwell too much on the past. Today is a day of new beginnings - of the start of his very own herd in the land his father had ruled so long ago. Smiling, he turns to look at Desirea. <b>“Well, this is it! What do you think?”</b><br />
<br />
His brown eyes leave her momentarily, travelling to the small meadow and sand dunes that lie between them and the sea. He’s always found it so beautiful here, with it’s luscious greenery up near the woods, and golden sands trailing all the way down to the deep blue sea. But he’s biased of course. He’s always had a strong fondness for his childhood home. He wants Desirea’s true first impression. Hopefully she will like it as much as he does. <br />
<br />
His eyes return to her face and he smiles once again. <b>“Would you like a bit of a tour?”</b> There are a few tricks to living on the Beach, and he might as well introduce her now if she is willing.<br />
<div class="template1_name">szeth</div><div class="template1_quote">absolute power corrupts absolutely</div></div></center>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[no such thing as ordinary, love]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=7069</link>
			<pubDate>Mon, 29 Feb 2016 20:41:26 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=1083">Karris</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[The first thing she is aware of is hunger.<br />
<br />
Her beetle-black eyes open, blinking against the harsh light streaming down from above.  She stirs, feeling grainy sand against her damp skin.  Struggling to her feet, she can see a wide beach spread out before her, covered in shell fragments and yellow sand as far as the eye can see.  She turns to look up the bank, and is surprised to see nothing but sand dunes.  Where on earth is she?<br />
<br />
Her stomach rumbles, and she eyes the water salty water lapping at the sands. She could dive back in, but it’s been so long since she last saw land. She’s not sure if she wants to risk being swept out to sea by the current.<br />
<br />
After a few moments her curiosity triumphs over her stomach, and she begins to trek up the beach. When she reaches the crest of the first dune, she’s pleased to see a few trees and the end of a river that empties into the ocean. That’ll be her way inland.<br />
<br />
She makes for the river and charges right in, sighing as the cool water hits her drying skin. She submerges herself for a few minutes and manages to find a nice fat salmon to feed upon. Hunger sated, she turns her attentions up river, and to what she’s sure will be a long trek. But she doesn’t mind. She just hopes that she can find company for what will be the first time in years.<br />
<br />
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(OOC: Don't reply to this one please, I wrote it as a background to her meadow post <img src="https://beqanna.com/forum/images/smilies/smile.png" alt="Smile" title="Smile" class="smilie smilie_1" /> )]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[The first thing she is aware of is hunger.<br />
<br />
Her beetle-black eyes open, blinking against the harsh light streaming down from above.  She stirs, feeling grainy sand against her damp skin.  Struggling to her feet, she can see a wide beach spread out before her, covered in shell fragments and yellow sand as far as the eye can see.  She turns to look up the bank, and is surprised to see nothing but sand dunes.  Where on earth is she?<br />
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Her stomach rumbles, and she eyes the water salty water lapping at the sands. She could dive back in, but it’s been so long since she last saw land. She’s not sure if she wants to risk being swept out to sea by the current.<br />
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After a few moments her curiosity triumphs over her stomach, and she begins to trek up the beach. When she reaches the crest of the first dune, she’s pleased to see a few trees and the end of a river that empties into the ocean. That’ll be her way inland.<br />
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She makes for the river and charges right in, sighing as the cool water hits her drying skin. She submerges herself for a few minutes and manages to find a nice fat salmon to feed upon. Hunger sated, she turns her attentions up river, and to what she’s sure will be a long trek. But she doesn’t mind. She just hopes that she can find company for what will be the first time in years.<br />
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			<title><![CDATA[We're comin' home]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=6478</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 06 Feb 2016 21:38:36 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=1076">Espíritu de Fuego</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<title><![CDATA[when you think of love do you think of pain? (birthing, skullu)]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=4411</link>
			<pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2015 03:36:40 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=373">Syl</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Homemade+Apple' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><style type="text/css">.syl_container{position:relative;z-index:1;width:650px;height:600px;background:#0B060C url('http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b278/ruinedecho/16ecf79f-5b4b-4751-89cd-ae0b2305a1d6_zpsxabsaslb.jpg') top left no-repeat;border-radius:300px 0 0 0px;border:1px solid#000;box-shadow:0 0 10px #000;}.syl_container p{margin:0;}.syl_gradient{position:absolute;z-index:5;left:250px;width:150px;height:600px; background:-moz-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%, rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:-webkit-gradient(linear, left top, right top, color-stop(0%,rgba(11,6,12,0)), color-stop(100%,rgba(11,6,12,1)));background:-webkit-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:-o-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:-ms-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:linear-gradient(to right,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);filter:progid<img src="https://beqanna.com/forum/images/smilies/biggrin.png" alt="Big Grin" title="Big Grin" class="smilie smilie_4" />XImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient( startColorstr='#000b060c', endColorstr='#0b060c',GradientType=1 );}.syl_message{position:relative;z-index:10;top:10px;left:160px;width:300px;height:500px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;font:12px 'Times New Roman', serif;padding:10px 15px;color:#CBCAC8;}.syl_message::-webkit-scrollbar{width:1px;background:transparent;}.syl_name{position:absolute;z-index:20;right:50px;bottom:15px;font:26px 'Homemade Apple', cursive;color:#fff;}.syl_quote{position:absolute;z-index:17;right:50px;bottom:20px;font:12px 'Times New Roman', serif;font-style:italic;color:#CBCAC8;    }</style><center><div class="syl_container"><div class="syl_gradient"></div><p class="syl_message">She’s been awaiting this birth eagerly, counting down the days to spring.<br />
<br />
Life in Paradise Beach has been everything she had hoped it would be - quiet, peaceful and safe.  Despite her concerns, Gryffen has not bothered them since the incident in the field, and she, Szeth and Skull have lived out their days unbothered by his presence.  <br />
<br />
The quiet and lush herd land has done both Syl and Szeth some good too - Syl has fattened up nicely during this second pregnancy, and Szeth has grown from a scrawny little foal to a handsome yearling.  <br />
<br />
And Skull, oh Skull.  The roan stallion has been a blessing in both their lives.  Syl has grown to care for him in the past year, and so has Szeth.  Skull has done nothing but treat them with kindness, and has treated Szeth as his own son since the day they arrived.  They are a small, but happy family.  And Syl cannot wait to add to that family.<br />
<br />
When the labour pains begin, she hides herself away in the mangrove stand that Skull had taken them to on their first day.  Szeth respectfully keeps his distance, but paces outside the stand.<br />
<br />
The birth itself is quick and easy, as it had been with Szeth, and in less than an hour a little damp bundle is lying in the sand.  Syl rises quickly and cleans the child, noting with pleasure that, this time, it is a little girl.  A little filly to complete their little family.  Her pleasure turns to concern however when she sees the purple flecks mixed in to the girl’s dark coat.  She had not thought that the faerie’s ‘gifts’ from her time with Nerissa and Lena could be inherited by her children … she just hopes to god that the colour is the only thing the child has inherited.<br />
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Trying to keep the worry from her voice, she calls out to Szeth.  <b>“Szeth, call your father!  You have a little sister!”</b>  As Szeth’s voice begins to ring out, she settles back into cleaning the girl.  Hopefully Skull will be along soon - she can’t wait for him to meet his daughter!</p><p class="syl_name">syl</p><p class="syl_quote">when you think of love do you think of pain?</p></div></center>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<link href='http://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Homemade+Apple' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><style type="text/css">.syl_container{position:relative;z-index:1;width:650px;height:600px;background:#0B060C url('http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b278/ruinedecho/16ecf79f-5b4b-4751-89cd-ae0b2305a1d6_zpsxabsaslb.jpg') top left no-repeat;border-radius:300px 0 0 0px;border:1px solid#000;box-shadow:0 0 10px #000;}.syl_container p{margin:0;}.syl_gradient{position:absolute;z-index:5;left:250px;width:150px;height:600px; background:-moz-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%, rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:-webkit-gradient(linear, left top, right top, color-stop(0%,rgba(11,6,12,0)), color-stop(100%,rgba(11,6,12,1)));background:-webkit-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:-o-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:-ms-linear-gradient(left,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);background:linear-gradient(to right,  rgba(11,6,12,0) 0%,rgba(11,6,12,1) 100%);filter:progid<img src="https://beqanna.com/forum/images/smilies/biggrin.png" alt="Big Grin" title="Big Grin" class="smilie smilie_4" />XImageTransform.Microsoft.gradient( startColorstr='#000b060c', endColorstr='#0b060c',GradientType=1 );}.syl_message{position:relative;z-index:10;top:10px;left:160px;width:300px;height:500px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify;font:12px 'Times New Roman', serif;padding:10px 15px;color:#CBCAC8;}.syl_message::-webkit-scrollbar{width:1px;background:transparent;}.syl_name{position:absolute;z-index:20;right:50px;bottom:15px;font:26px 'Homemade Apple', cursive;color:#fff;}.syl_quote{position:absolute;z-index:17;right:50px;bottom:20px;font:12px 'Times New Roman', serif;font-style:italic;color:#CBCAC8;    }</style><center><div class="syl_container"><div class="syl_gradient"></div><p class="syl_message">She’s been awaiting this birth eagerly, counting down the days to spring.<br />
<br />
Life in Paradise Beach has been everything she had hoped it would be - quiet, peaceful and safe.  Despite her concerns, Gryffen has not bothered them since the incident in the field, and she, Szeth and Skull have lived out their days unbothered by his presence.  <br />
<br />
The quiet and lush herd land has done both Syl and Szeth some good too - Syl has fattened up nicely during this second pregnancy, and Szeth has grown from a scrawny little foal to a handsome yearling.  <br />
<br />
And Skull, oh Skull.  The roan stallion has been a blessing in both their lives.  Syl has grown to care for him in the past year, and so has Szeth.  Skull has done nothing but treat them with kindness, and has treated Szeth as his own son since the day they arrived.  They are a small, but happy family.  And Syl cannot wait to add to that family.<br />
<br />
When the labour pains begin, she hides herself away in the mangrove stand that Skull had taken them to on their first day.  Szeth respectfully keeps his distance, but paces outside the stand.<br />
<br />
The birth itself is quick and easy, as it had been with Szeth, and in less than an hour a little damp bundle is lying in the sand.  Syl rises quickly and cleans the child, noting with pleasure that, this time, it is a little girl.  A little filly to complete their little family.  Her pleasure turns to concern however when she sees the purple flecks mixed in to the girl’s dark coat.  She had not thought that the faerie’s ‘gifts’ from her time with Nerissa and Lena could be inherited by her children … she just hopes to god that the colour is the only thing the child has inherited.<br />
<br />
Trying to keep the worry from her voice, she calls out to Szeth.  <b>“Szeth, call your father!  You have a little sister!”</b>  As Szeth’s voice begins to ring out, she settles back into cleaning the girl.  Hopefully Skull will be along soon - she can’t wait for him to meet his daughter!</p><p class="syl_name">syl</p><p class="syl_quote">when you think of love do you think of pain?</p></div></center>]]></content:encoded>
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			<title><![CDATA[Welcome home (Syl)]]></title>
			<link>https://beqanna.com/forum/showthread.php?tid=4277</link>
			<pubDate>Sat, 24 Oct 2015 01:37:27 +0000</pubDate>
			<dc:creator><![CDATA[<a href="https://beqanna.com/forum/member.php?action=profile&uid=760">Skullu</a>]]></dc:creator>
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			<description><![CDATA[<link href='https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Kaushan+Script' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'><style type="text/css">.tiger_container {position: relative;z-index: 1;width: 500px; /*frame width*/padding: 15px;background: #000; /*background color*/border: 10px solid #d17d08; border-radius: 300px 300px 0px 0px /*border size, style, and color*/}.tiger_container p {margin: 0;}.tiger_image {border: 0px solid #000; border-radius: 300px 300px 0px 0px; /*image border size, style, and color*/}.tiger_message {text-align: justify;font: 12px 'Arial', serif; /*message font size and face*/padding: 15px 0;color: #fff; /*message font color*/}.tiger_name {text-align: center;font: 30px 'Kaushan Script', serif; /*name font size and face*/color: #d17d08; /*message font color*/padding: 0;}.tiger_quote {text-align: center;font: 14px 'Kaushan Script', serif; /*quote font size and face*/font-style: italic;color: #d17d08; /*quote font color*/padding: 0;}</style><center><div class="tiger_container"><img class="tiger_image" src="http://i1383.photobucket.com/albums/ah311/broken3989/dce5e97a-f464-4c23-89e1-002b3eee0143_zps3uj6cadf.jpg"><p class="tiger_message">Despite the long walk to their home it was a comfortable silence, the mare had ample amount of time to talk but the walk was short lived in fact it felt like they where home in no time. He knew this by the way the air changed from humid to slightly cool and it smelt of salt. He smiled softly as the grass gave way to sand and some beach grass and the crashing of the waves became loud. He stopped at the top of the hill and looked down upon his land and looked over at his mare and smiled this is how life was supposed to be, a beautiful place to live in and a beautiful mare at his side. He closed his green eyes and relished the feeling that the cool air brought to his skin "What do you think darling?" he asked as he looked over to the brightly colored mare. <br />
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He took a moment and listened to the seagulls cry and call above them and how it sounded with the wave crashing and the breeze blowing at the right speed. The name of this place did it justice it was Paradise     </p><p class="tiger_name">Skullu</p><p class="tiger_quote">How am I supposed to fix you? When you love being broken?</p></div></center><br />
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He took a moment and listened to the seagulls cry and call above them and how it sounded with the wave crashing and the breeze blowing at the right speed. The name of this place did it justice it was Paradise     </p><p class="tiger_name">Skullu</p><p class="tiger_quote">How am I supposed to fix you? When you love being broken?</p></div></center><br />
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