Post by crossfold on Sept 23, 2007 10:45:55 GMT -5
My soul fades away like a dying light,
I watch many pass with hatred and spite,
Six paces away you stand in the shade,
your daggers are polished with not one more haze.
She grunted and continued gliding over the terrain, passing foliage and streams. This land still discomforted her, it gave her senses she shouldn't be here, yet, she remained walking on this turf. Her mind was rushing, she had just left her mothers side, her side at deaf. She had watched her mother, slowly fade away when her farther killed her. It had crushed her soul, yet it gave a happiness. F o r e v e r had never felt so alone. She was in darkness, and her soul was shattered. Running faster, her stamina increased, killing the ground. The moist sweat on her pelt ran off the bay coloring and streaking onto a midnight whipcord.
Soon, she started to tire, her banner reduced to hanging off her curvature. This hill was rather wide, it continued for a long distant. Soon, her gaze caught the slope at where it came down to normal level. She leaped onto the firm ground, swaying the grass as she jumped down from the hills.
She knew she was mare, but she desperatly wantd this land. But would the demons and devil let her? Surly the would, she had done lots of sins. Enough to become a herd alphess.[/size][/ul]
I watch many pass with hatred and spite,
Six paces away you stand in the shade,
your daggers are polished with not one more haze.
She grunted and continued gliding over the terrain, passing foliage and streams. This land still discomforted her, it gave her senses she shouldn't be here, yet, she remained walking on this turf. Her mind was rushing, she had just left her mothers side, her side at deaf. She had watched her mother, slowly fade away when her farther killed her. It had crushed her soul, yet it gave a happiness. F o r e v e r had never felt so alone. She was in darkness, and her soul was shattered. Running faster, her stamina increased, killing the ground. The moist sweat on her pelt ran off the bay coloring and streaking onto a midnight whipcord.
Soon, she started to tire, her banner reduced to hanging off her curvature. This hill was rather wide, it continued for a long distant. Soon, her gaze caught the slope at where it came down to normal level. She leaped onto the firm ground, swaying the grass as she jumped down from the hills.
She knew she was mare, but she desperatly wantd this land. But would the demons and devil let her? Surly the would, she had done lots of sins. Enough to become a herd alphess.[/size][/ul]