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Post by lostsoul on Oct 18, 2009 17:28:39 GMT -5
Godric I am the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned..
And I have come to protect the weak, the innocent and the young, and serve my perpouse on this earth.
As The Knight, and warrior of all that is good and richious...
The Knight Of Heaven Silvery white bodice, walks along the wet ground. the mud soaking into his glossy legs. The arabian gentalman, makes his way to the bottom of the mountain that leads its way to heaven.
Then a strong gust of wind blows feircly from the storm clouds, whiping his silvery tassles about in a frenzy. And as the tears of heaven fall over his form, he makes his way up the mountain. The tears of those that have fallen drench his snow white hairs, as he climbs with great effort.
Within that day he makes it to the top...the beauty overwhelming his mind, body and soul. He has found where he belongs. Crystall blue pools take in the scenery. Silky smooth whiskers turn up in a small smile as his strong but thin limbs take him forward. With his proud and graceful head held high, and his nape arched perfectly, with silky long banner raised to perfection, the angel on earth rears highly makig a soft call for estraya. The gracefull stag then lands with a soft thud, his perfect form still held without any imperfections he stands and waits. |
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Post by ♥Autumn♥ on Oct 18, 2009 17:56:43 GMT -5
He knew the stag searched for Estraya, his love, the keeper of his heart, but he felt that he could welcome this new stranger as well. Estraya would be pleased to find another knight of heaven to join them against the darkness that hid in these lands. He would let the decisions be made by her though. Their love was basically secret, or held back until the right time had come.
His fiery tinted hide glistened in heaven's wrath as he made his way towards the steed. Finally reaching him he tipped his crown in a greeting and smile.
"'Ello.You wish for the Queen I see. She should be along soon" He spoke proudly, his head held high. "I am Paramore, a Knight of Heaven"
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Post by lostsoul on Oct 20, 2009 16:30:26 GMT -5
Godric I am the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned..
And I have come to protect the weak, the innocent and the young, and serve my perpouse on this earth.
As The Knight, and warrior of all that is good and richious...
I am, The Knight Of Heaven Silvery white painted hide, twitches as he hears the voice of another. His graceful arabian head turns tword the stag that has spoken. 'Ello.You wish for the Queen I see. She should be along soon The White painted gentalman smiles in turn to the stallion, and at his next statement his name turns up. His limbs arrange into a bowing kneel. " Tis an honor to meet such a being, as the knight of heaven." He says with his kind and amazed tone washing over his words, as he rose from his bow to the knight. He then lowered his proud head in respect to the knight. "Sir Paramore... I am Godric, protecter of the weak and broken. I am honored to be in your presance, and soon enough your queens." He says as he lifts his head some to look at paramore. The silver studded being, called godric, then looks out over the beauty once more and studies it's pureness, as he thinks of all hes done wrong, and all harm he has caused. But its all behinde him now, he is here to serve all who deserve it and protect those who cannot do themselves. And most of all to seek acceptance and forgiveness. |
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Post by -|| Risk ||- on Oct 20, 2009 16:59:44 GMT -5
He's The Only One Who's Got Enough Of Me To Break My Heart...
[/b] The fallen angel of pearl color dances through the many trails of Heaven. Her grace was unearthly, her beauty only dreamt of by others. She moved at a rocking, effortless canter, muscles rippling beneath her untaintedly pearl tinged hide. Long, silken, ivory banners flow behind her as she strides through heaven. Everywhere her hooves fell, dead and dying grass regained its dark emerald, lushious health. Flowers blossomed behind her. She was a healer to all living things, plant or animal. The purest angel to walk the mortal earth. But this moutain... Heaven... It wasn't mortal. Exoticv birds dang out with cheer and joy as loudly as they did in the spring. The plants and flowers were full of life and color. Deer and many other small creatures stirred. Life here was in blookm all year. And though it was colder than it was any other time of the year,, one's breath now visible in the crisp, fresh morning air, no snow touched the soil. It never snowed here, and it was warm here, even on the coldest wintery day. She moved past the two large willow trees that perfectly framed the large waterfall that thundered down into a large, wide, fast-flowing river. It's water was the purest and sweetest known to the mortal lands of Fragile Silence. No other waterfall anywhere in the mortal would could compare in hieght and power. As she moved past the willows, their arching branches swayed in the wind that she stirred as she moved toward the call of a new stranger. Someone new was in Heaven. And by their vocals, they were similar to her knights and herself, here for a purpose and on pure intentions. And as she strode forward, the scent of Paramore greeted her. She inhaled deeply, sighing softly as she moved forward, her hide remaining void of any sweat. She was, after all, immortal, and very powerful though she would never boast or gloat about the blessings that had been gifted unto her. In the distance, she spotted them. A silvery stallion standing with the crimson form of Paramore, the one who had stolen her heart, and awaited for her, when the day came that she might give another her love. She came to a slow stop, standing beside Paramore and before the silver stallion. She dipped her beautiful, slightly dished tiara to the new face, a sweet, soft smile making itself known upon her silver dipped velvetines. She turned to Paramore, and touched his shoulder softly for a few moments before returning her beautiful, earthen colored gaze to meet the silver stallion's. Her kissers part, and her vocals ring out purely, like small silver bells ringing in the distance. " Greetings. I am Estraya. Welcome to Heaven, good sir." She shifted into a more comfortable position, and awaited for a response from the silver stallion, or perhaps a greeting from Paramore. But either way, she stood silent, loking between the two, her patience never ending and true. [/color][/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by lostsoul on Oct 20, 2009 17:32:06 GMT -5
Godric I am the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned..
And I have come to protect the weak, the innocent and the young, and serve my perpouse on this earth.
As The Knight, and warrior of all that is good and richious...
I am, The Knight Of Heaven Godric turns his graceful cranium to the queen. His radiant crystall blue oceans shine with pure amazment at how young she looks. But he smiles at her and bows deeply, tucking in his beautifuly sculpted cranium to his broad majestic chest. After the moment, he rises once more. His silky smooth lips parting to let his sing-song like words filter through the air. "Tis' a pleasure to meet you estraya... I am godric, protecter of the weak and broken." He says to her his ocean like eyes looking at her as he arched his mucluded neck ever so slightly.
then the silver painted stallion swipes his tail across his well rounded rump, he rests his hind leg slightly. "thy queen of the heavens, If I may, I have come to ask of forgiveness, for all the pain I have caused to others. And prove myself worthy to be a night of your home, heaven." He says His soft silky lyrics smooth and ever true and with ambition. |
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Post by ♥Autumn♥ on Oct 20, 2009 17:49:00 GMT -5
Crimson hide glistens as he shift slightly to face her, tipping his crown in greeting, adding a smile.. He loved her so, and yet he knew she could not accept it yet. Sighing he pushed this aside and turned to Godric as Estraya and the he spoke amongst each other.
He stood silently, knowing that he would soon be knighted and join his side in the battle to overcome the oncoming darkness. He held respect for the stag, as he respected everyone until they deserved it no more.
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Post by -|| Risk ||- on Oct 20, 2009 17:51:15 GMT -5
Estraya gazed into the windows of the stallion's soul. His eyes, the color of the ocean. He was a beautiful soul, and a strong as well as handsome being. No doubt there would be many a fae that would stumble over themselves to be the one he loved most truly. But Estraya could only ever think of him as a friend, and dear companion. She saw a greatness in him, but she had already had her heart stolen, and to her heart's captor she would always remain true. Ever faithful, ever devoted. She wasn't the sort who played games with stallions. She let them know how she felt if they asked. She let them know if she held interest or if she didn't. And to her own dismay, she'd broken many a heart, but it had to be done. She could ndever live in lies, no matter how small. She could never tell someone she loved them, when it was clear to her own heart that she didn't. But exactly how many times can one love? Once? Twice?
She smiled as she watched the gentleman before her. He was indeed a very knightly being. And the muscles that defined him were well noticed. His words reached her, and she smiled once more. He was very proper, and it was hard to find such things. But when she heard of him seeking forgiveness, her thoughts turned to her dear friend and knightly friend, Zseliq. She missed him, longed to see him. Perhaps sometime soon she would call for him, so that they might simply chat with each other for a good amount of time. She was worried about him, but knew he could fend for himself wonderfully. And so, she directed her attention back to Godric. Nodding softly, she parted her kissers and let her angelic words flow gently and sweetly.
" All who come to me receive forgiveness, dear Godric."
She reached out and touched his strong shoulder for but a few seconds before stepping back to speak once more. Her eyes shone with compassion and gentleness.
" Kneel, good sir. And I shall name you a Knight of Heaven."
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Post by lostsoul on Oct 20, 2009 18:23:20 GMT -5
Godric I am the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned..
And I have come to protect the weak, the innocent and the young, and serve my purpose on this earth.
As The Knight, and warrior of all that is good and richious...
I am, The Knight Of Heaven His maw raised in a slight smile before her as her soft words filled his ears. A flash of good will washed over his body, as he then felt a soft touch at his shoulder. He, in turn, just smiled back not knowing if it was allowed or not to touch the queen. But he would learn soon enough. Silver ears flicked twords the pearly queens voice as she spoke Kneel, good sir. And I shall name you a Knight of Heaven He did as he was asked without hesitation. Once situated he kneeled before her, his right leg straight out and his left, tucked neatly in a beautiful bow. His perfect dished cranium, tucked into an arch, as he awaited to be knighted. but at that moment thoughts were flown into his head. One's that made him even more determined to protect and serve all those needed it, but most of all the one that would give him the most strength he needed, and it lied a few words ahead.. |
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Post by -|| Risk ||- on Oct 20, 2009 18:34:46 GMT -5
Estraya turned to return the small smile Paramore had given her before. She loved him, and he knew this. Just as she knew he loved her... But no was not the time. The winds were growing stronger, and the rain heavier. Estraya knew that the storm was mere days away, and it brought a great fear into her heart and thoughts. But she kept it hidden. She had to at the moment, show the true strength and will that rested within her pure soul and heart of gold. She was a strong mare. And despite being far older than what she appeared (seeing as she appears to be no older than 7 years old), she was perhaps stronger than she was aware of.
She watched Godric kneel, and smiled as she watched his graceful, fluid movements. Perhaps he was pureblooded Arabian? His handsome structure seemed to tell her that. But when she got to know him better, she would find out. Finally, when he was situated, she lifted her left dagger and touched his left shoulder, and then his right gently. And then, with words of pride, she spoke in her silvery tones.
" Rise, Sir Godric, Knight of Heaven."
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Post by lostsoul on Oct 20, 2009 18:40:45 GMT -5
Godric I am the savior of the broken, the beaten, and the damned..
And I have come to protect the weak, the innocent and the young, and serve my purpose on this earth.
As The Knight, and warrior of all that is good and richious...
I am, The Knight Of Heaven His ears picked up the sound of her voice telling him to stand. and so he did. He stood with one fluid and strong movement. soon enough his whole bodie was lifted and proud. but still his neck stayed arched as he awaited for her next soft words. |
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Post by -|| Risk ||- on Oct 20, 2009 18:53:56 GMT -5
And so, another knight was a part of Heaven. And there were still two individuals that seemed like they were searching for a place in Heaven. But Estraya, she was unsure. This wasn't just another place for equines to live. This was a place of peace, everlasting life, and tranquility. Did they have what it took to be a knight and preistess of Heaven? Well, she would soon know for herself if that was the course that was to be chosen.
She watchews him stand, and smiles tenderly before letting her silvery vocals echo forward and through the small area in which they stood.
" Please, make yourself at home. I do hope to learn more about you, Godric. But as of late, there are others seeking my presence."
She dipped her tiara to the silver stallion, and turning to Paramore and giving him a tender smile, moved off at a greaceful walk in the direction the two strange scents drifted from. She would meet with Godric soon enough. But for now, she would need to tend to the others that sought her out.
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