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Post by PFW ADMIN on Mar 26, 2013 15:45:36 GMT -5
The large, flaming stallion stood on the ridge, looking over the forest. The wind blew through his chestnut mane, rustling it so it was the only sound he could hear. He looked over the varied landscape a while longer, noting how there were regions from everywhere. "Paisley Forest World." he said suddenly. Now this marvelous place had a name. 'Paisley' for himself, the one who had stumbled across this place in his extensive travels. 'Forest' for the dense hardwood forest that was a most impressive feature of his world. He turned, setting off back down the way he had come. The chestnut stud had to tell others about this spectacular place so they could come and live in peace and safety.. in Paisley Forest World. We are literate and realistic. We have no sure plot, just come and have fun! We are new but have such great potential!
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