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xxakronym Knows Little
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Joined: Jul 2005 Posts: 8 Karma: 0 |  | [alone at last...?] « Thread Started on Jul 4, 2005, 9:55am » | |
An angry glare shot from just inside a dark cavern. The slight outline of a silver cranium was hardly visible, but the harsh blue eyes were unmistakable.
Blitz was an outcast: not dark, not light. Anyone who was involved with killing, fighting, or physical violence was his enemy. Born a light equine, peace was what everyone talked about achieving. But they fought.
He kicked a small rock over the precipice, and held it in mid air with those distant blue eyes.
He had fled the lies, the deception, the brightness. Hiding in shadows, he had made his way toward the dark lands. Not for the horses; they were truly evil. But for the land, the loneliness...and the shadows.
Letting the stone drop, he poked a fine muzzle into the grey noon. A single hawk stood watch from across a great gorge, but away from other equines is how he was.
Nice...very nice.
Climbing quickly to an immense overhang, he reared up and whispered,
"I claim these rivers, these caverns, and these cliffs. None shall fight me, for none shall see me...
He let his dark hooves all meet the ground squarely.
"...I am merely mist."
And with that he pulled together a curtain of fog, obscuring any sight of his evil smirk.
Let them come...for I am but their shadow.
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Mysti Knows Little
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Joined: Jul 2005 Posts: 11 Karma: 0 |  | Re: [alone at last...?] « Reply #1 on Jul 4, 2005, 11:51am » | |
A ghostly figure cantered forth. Her silver daggers barley touched to earth beneth her. Her banner and mane flew out in the wind and streaked out like mist.
The Phantom Mare was a pure white. She had been given an unspeakable dubbence and most merly called her Phantom rather than her true name. She hated it. She hated her family. She hated life.
She stopped so suddenly it looked as if she had not been moving at all. She was not out of breath at all for it was simply a warm up for her. She reared silently but the sound she emitted was far from quiet.
The shriek that blew from her maw was like a deathy chourus from the fiery place named hell. The called was of ager, hate and distrust. It made blood curdle and wolves howl, joining in on the song.
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Joined: Jul 2005 Gender: Female  Posts: 24 Location: Texas Karma: 0 |  | Re: [alone at last...?] « Reply #2 on Jul 4, 2005, 1:38pm » | |
.Blu entered amoung the North Point, mocha visionaries scanned the land, not much here.
.Blu was the queen of the dark lands, and these lands were ruled by her. However, North Point and Limestone Caves may be ruled by other equines. They may have their own herd, but she could also force them out if she wished.
.She snorted as she paced through the land, culmination held high. She spotted two others, and saw one claiming the terra. Femme cantered up to a large boulder, looking over the land and the two others.
.Gaze directed at the stallion who claimed the land, vocals emmit.
"Alright, you may have this land."
.She emmitted, then nodded slighty. Femme's mocha visionaries still remained fixed on him as she stood firmly.
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Joined: Jul 2005 Posts: 8 Karma: 0 |  | Re: [alone at last...?] « Reply #3 on Jul 4, 2005, 4:06pm » | |
Ignoring this ...queen, his hidden ((notice this word, Feline)) ears pricked at the deathly call. Harsh blue eyes softened as he took in this ghostly mare's appearance, reminding him of the only one he ever loved.
Dead himself had come, in the cruel form of a great bear. He took the young Moonshine, and left the traumatized stallion with only a mangled corpse.
Optics froze once more, as the memory took another bite from him. He shook the dark silver mane; nodded angrily at the controlling queen. Snorting, the misty brute sank back into depression and made his way slowly down the rocky wall.
What is life, but an illusion?
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Joined: Jul 2005 Gender: Female  Posts: 24 Location: Texas Karma: 0 |  | Re: [alone at last...?] « Reply #4 on Jul 4, 2005, 6:19pm » | |
.Blu stood there for a moment, continueing to gaze at the... stallion. Mocha visionaries remained fixed. A snort was released, non-existant brow raised. Twin peaks twitched slightly as the wind blew.
.She reared slightly, then vocals emmit a nicker. Another snort was released, she then cantered off.
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Mysti Knows Little
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Joined: Jul 2005 Posts: 11 Karma: 0 |  | Re: [alone at last...?] « Reply #5 on Jul 7, 2005, 1:18pm » | |
She stared at his wonderous posture and breathed deeply, smiling. She flicked her boa and pointed audes upwards. He was alert, but relaxed in the presence of such a stag. She sighed and stepped forth, slightly touching his leg. She gasped as he vision changed and she took a glipse into the past.....
She stood now upon a mountian overlooking two horses. One, a wonderous stag, the one she had just seem on the north point. The other was a beautiful mare, much like herself. Was this the past as she belived? Or a glipse into the future? Or was the past re-doeing itself?
She shook her mane and continued to eyes the scene below. A huge bear wandered forth angrily and attacked the horses, killing the mare and leaving the stallion torn and heart broken. She shook her head and closed her eyes.
When she opened her orbs the real world came into veiw. She looked at the stag. She was shaking from head to hoof, she was tired now, too tired. She felt like she could collapse. Was this his past, or the future. A future with her? She hoped not, she didnt want to be murdered by a bear. But the part that contained being with this stag, well she liked that part.
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