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Post by mystic on May 30, 2009 15:19:28 GMT -5
Crios [/font] &&Let The Chaos Ensue, My Love
Midnight pistons pounded the surface. Dial outreached as thew stag galloped across the rocky ground, created by the ancestors of his kind, the earth benders. His green orbs crazed will all he had seen in his violent life. The storm raging inside him, just waiting to make its exit. THe stag lept from rock to rock with all the power he could endure. He was ready for anything. One last leap landed him upon a rather sturdy cliff-like feature. He stopped, lifting his ebony head and looked off into the distence. A sigh escaped his jowles and his emerald orbs closed. There is always silence before a storm. He reminded himself, reopening his crazed eyes.
Crios kicked a small stone with a hoof, and watched as it fell down the side of the rocky cliff. AN echo found its way back to his canals with each time the small stone hit the rock wall. Silence... He whispered, rearing up on his hinds and screaming at the sky. His call echoed once more, off all the sides of the rocks that sourounded him. A lone colt with no place to call his home, wandering aimlessly.
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Post by coco on Jun 2, 2009 18:00:30 GMT -5
Casmir
[/size] Stand up, hold on, let go, shout out ; Don’t barf, free fall, begin right now Get lost, get loud, wake up, break out ;, Don't stop 'til it feels like woah
And, he was still here. Hoofbeats echoed quietly through the earthen terra, mind whirring with memories of the past. The all too overwhelming smell of dirt and soil wound itself up and into the flared nares. That scent brought back all he had dared to forget. The snowy stallion continued on his way through the territory. Large, brown eyes often wandered up into the blue skies, or to the carefully carved stone statues sitting idly above them. Yet no matter how far he travelled, that god awful scent of the earth clung to the aqua horse. Why had he not stayed at home? With the roaring oceans and the calming green grasses?
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Home...
He'd only been in Niebiosa for a short time now, and he was already calling the slice of land his home. The stallion chuckled, daggers cutting through the sea of emeraldine grasses. A soft breeze wrapped its way around the feather-white boa, threads dancing 'pon mother nature's fingers. Only a few years ago he would've been calling the water terra back south his home. If only his mother hadn't...done what she had done. Casmir forced a shiver down his greyish pelt, nares trying not to smell the crumbling earth. It made him sick to think of that mare's stupidity. If she hadn't, well everyone would be in a different place. He would've been back in the old herd, not knowing what it was like to face war and come out alive. Or have his fragile heart broken. The stag looked to the skies, sure that he'd heard a voice. Had he?
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Deciding against the collection, our lonesome prince trotted on, trying to figure out why his mother would've done such a thing. Was being an extremely talented water bender not enough for her? A home, a son? Obviously not. The stallion shifted through the grasses still, eyes narrowed in a thoughtful tone. Nares continued to lift the scent of that god forsaken earth. What was it with this place? And then, he heard it again. The water bender's harks swiveled to catch the sound. The calling was soft, like the winds were whispering to him. Curously, the stallion moved forwards. Who could possibly be here, in this desolate terra?
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Bodice twisted skillfully through the grasses, which seemed to become more and more sparse as he moved on. Daggers struck the ground with an equal force, and eventually came to hit rock. Even more confusingly, there was a large black horse 'pon the devil's boulders in a small rear. Cas reminded himself that this could not possibly be a claim, this land was for all. So what the hell was this guy doing? "Silence, my friend, is where greatness makes its revelations."
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