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Post by Love Hurts on Jul 19, 2007 12:24:33 GMT -5
A pure black Arabian mare approached the land. She bucked up and asked if she could enter. It was quiet. She looked around and only herd the wind and saw the trees. She looked at the lake and ran toward it. She started to drink from it the water as pure as ever. She was hot and wanted to swim. She slowly walked into the water. It felt so good. She started to swim.This land was beautiful,if only it was her's.... She got out of the lake and shoke her coat drying herself. After about an hour or two her coat was dry. Swished her tail and deiced to roll. The grass was soft, and looked, and felt as if it had never died. She got up and noticed grass in her coat. She took another quick dip and then dried of once she was dry, she reared up and started to run. She ran in circles till she got dissy. Then stopped and rested under a giant tree. She panted there then got a drink of water. She then went back to the tree and stood there. Her name? Midnight's Freedom, and THIS is her story.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 20, 2007 10:31:32 GMT -5
Black pelt glided through the land,
his daggers barely touching the terra,
as if he were an angel.
He whinnied, his sun shining down on him,
as if god had made him for a reason.
Only that reason,
to be the king of the
angelic lands. His name, Regal Freeze. His wish,
to be ruler of the Angels. |
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Post by Love Hurts on Jul 20, 2007 12:01:37 GMT -5
Midnight saw him and all most fanited frome his beauty.She walked over and bowed down. "Hello. My name is Midnight Freedom, but please call me Midnnigt. What is your name? And is THIS your land?" She said
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Post by Danae on Jul 20, 2007 15:45:24 GMT -5
A tiny filly trotted in to Midnights side. She wearily watche the stallion and the mare converse. Just for a year... She blinked, and shook her head clumsily, trying to rid of a few nasty flies. A short tail flicked back and forth, not reaching her rump, but trying. |
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Post by Love Hurts on Jul 20, 2007 15:51:22 GMT -5
The figure disapered. "Hello. I've been waiting for you. I'mm yoour new mother. I have milk from a foal that died so you can drink." She said
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Post by Danae on Jul 20, 2007 15:56:14 GMT -5
The filly slowly nodded, and eased herself under the mares belly to drink. As the warm milk ran through her, it gave her more strength. She slowly backed up, and then smiled shyly to the mare. Olympic turned and quickly made her way to the water, he new discovery. She glanced in and saw the filly once more. I don't know about this. She whispered lightly to the filly, making sure the mare couldn't hear her. I wish my mother still cared for me. |
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Post by Love Hurts on Jul 20, 2007 16:06:58 GMT -5
"Olympic, She does." She said " She was one of my best frends till she died." She said
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Post by Danae on Jul 20, 2007 16:16:31 GMT -5
The filly turned, startled that the mare was responding. Her small eyes narrowed. How did you know my mother? Her words stung. |
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Post by Love Hurts on Jul 20, 2007 16:19:42 GMT -5
"We grew up together. BFF's. I was with when she was killed. she told me to take care of you." She said
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Post by Danae on Jul 20, 2007 16:24:08 GMT -5
Olympic backed up a step, hind feet landing in the water, sending ripples in every direction. My mom isn't dead. She left me. She told me herself, she wanted to join a herd, but didn't want to be burdened with some half breed foal. The filly glared at the mare, her small, dark eyes burning. |
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Post by Love Hurts on Jul 20, 2007 16:26:06 GMT -5
"After that she died.I was going with her." She said her voice calm and soothing.
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Post by Danae on Jul 20, 2007 16:58:54 GMT -5
The filly glared at the mare, shaking her head, only getting angered by her calmness. No! You're lieing! She cried, trotting briskly away from the mare. Away from the meadows. She wearily made her way back to where her mother left her, collapsing, ribs rising and falling quickly. |
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 20, 2007 18:42:36 GMT -5
"I am Regal Freeze,
and I plan on having this land,
hopefully. I'm auditioning.
Nice to meet you Midnight, Olympic."
He smiled and puffed out his chest,
he was pure Mustang.
Pure Spanish Mustang. |
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Post by Love Hurts on Jul 21, 2007 22:04:46 GMT -5
"Hello nice to meet you." She said. "And who is Olympic?" She asked forgeting her after her death.
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Post by hope1997 on Jul 22, 2007 15:17:25 GMT -5
He pricked his ears,
"Who's Olympic?
She's right besid-.... you.
Never mind."
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