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Post by kodawari on Oct 17, 2009 13:59:39 GMT -5
The buckskin gypsy vanner mare walked slowly, her dark eyes darting everywhere. She had glanced at Heaven so many times in the endless field, but she never thought she would be walking up the path to it. Nevertheless with someone she loved. The past few hours had been depressing but wonderful. Beside her was her newfound love, which seemed to take her attention away from the beauty of Heaven. A small smile stayed on her lips as she stayed close to him. She was a big mare, but beside him she seemed small and dainty. Her rare coat glimmered slightly as they left the path and into Heaven. She was shocked speechless.
oocshort post 0.o muse dying... XP
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Post by ♥Autumn♥ on Oct 17, 2009 17:38:02 GMT -5
Muscles rippled under his mahogany hide. Every step was followed by a large thud as his daggars impacted the ground beneath him. His soft gaze rested upon his love as she walked by his side. They were searching fro their home, for where they belonged. He looked upon her with much devotion as they marched up the path to heaven, to their future. When they finally reached the top, Achilles snorted heavily then whinnied out for the heavenly queen or eother of the knights.
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Post by -|| Risk ||- on Oct 20, 2009 16:37:14 GMT -5
The wintery season was here, and it brought with it the dark mass that was nearly upon Fragile Silence. And with each day the pearl tinged angel noticed how much closer the storm was getting, she grew more and more nervous and fearful. She knew that the population of Fragile Silene was growing. She knew there were a good number of individuals that hadn't a home and shelter from the imepnding wrath of Nature. It was doing what it was made to do, stealm away th elives of the aged and weak, but also taking the young and innocent with it as well. And if there was one thing that Estraya found difficult in life, it was to see a deceased foal or any spieces offspring limp and lifeless, fear and pain glazed across their gaze, the last things they felt and thought forever frozen as their bodies decomposed and became one with the soil and fed many a creature and living thing. Despite knowing it was just the way life had to move, it stung her gentle and loving soul. But even though she could save lives from practically anything, she knew she was no match for the whims of Fate, Nature, and Father Time... The three elements that controlled all life.
She stood between two large willow trees, her earthen gaze, gentle yet anxious gazing upon the beauty that was the waterfall of Heaven. The largest waterfall in the whole world, it's water the purest and sweetest of all water. The thundering sound as the waterfall met the surface of a large, wide, and fast-flowing river below echoing throughout the still green, snowless landscape. Here, it was colder than it was any other time of the year, but still the grass was green, many exotic birds still sang their sweet tunes. Life was in full bloom here, untouched and unharmed from the mortal lands below. This truly was Paradise. A Knight's and a Sinner's place of rest and forgiveness.
The sound of hooves soon catches her attention, her pearly ears perking forward as she hears the thudding grow closer. Nares flare, taking in the scent of strangers making their way closer and closer still. And then, a stallion's call rings out. She knew not who was the one with such a voice, but she knew that it wasn't Paramore, both by scent and by vocals. And so, she returned the call, her vocals sweet and silvery. Muscles ripple beneath her pure pearl tinged pelt hide as she moves toward the new arrivals with unearthly grace at a trot, long, beautiful, silken ivory banners flowing behind her like cascading waterfalls of white water. It wasn't too long before she soon spotted the two equines. Slowing to a stop, she stood before them. A mare of beautiful colors, feathering about her limbs. And her companion, a strong, tall, muscular stallion of mahogony coloration. Both were strong equines of the heavy bloodlines, but their eyes spoke of their good intentions, seeking only a home. And within their eyes also rested love and passion. No doubt, for one another. She smiled sweetly to them, dipping her slightly dished crown to them in kindness and welcome. Her silver dipped kissers soon parted, soft, kind, welcoming vocals reaching out for them to hear.
" Greetings, newcomers. And welcome to Heaven."
She shifted into a more comfortable stance, her right hind limb c.ocked ever so slightly, ears forward and eyes friendly and kind, her anxiety currently hidden from the eyes of the new arrivals. And so, she awaited for one of them to speak, interested in what they would say, and who would speak first.
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Post by ♥Autumn♥ on Oct 20, 2009 19:22:41 GMT -5
With his massive size he was hoping not to make the queen feel threatened. So he tipped his crown respectfully, then he slowly lowered a knee to the ground in a kneeling gesture. when he felt it had been long enough he rose once more and looked to Bird. Such a beauty that had recently captured his tattered heart.
As he returned to the pearl hued angel he smiled and cleared his throat.
"If i am allowed to speak? I am Achiiles, and this is my mate, Bird. We have come to seek acceptance and in turn are willing to give you our protection, as we are large. We follow the light, though I myself have witnessed the darkness of losing someone you one so loved. So if you accept? 160
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Post by kodawari on Oct 20, 2009 21:47:58 GMT -5
Lady bird kneeled as her partner did, getting up when he did. She was slightly shocked to be in the presence of the queen, but it was a wonderful feeling. She listened to Achilles speak and decided she did not need to, which was probably a good thing. Bird didn't think forming words was a possibility. What had she done in life to earn such an honor as to be in heaven, with the queen, and most importantly and amazing stallion that loved her by her side. All her life she believed she was worthless. Could her murderous father be wrong? It didn't seem likely. But as she looked at Achilles, it seemed possible.
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