Post by marred on Oct 14, 2005 20:15:25 GMT -4
A long, ear shattering scream rang out shrilly across the harsh wilderness of aiea, the tunes aloft from his voice box. The melody rising in the rich forest this terra came to be. Following the harmony echoed an eerie silence that promised more to come. His ebon dagger was placed apon the leafy ground. A chill sent up the brujos spine. So thrilling it was. He felt alive again, in need of nothing but this land. The force it brought into him was strong and everlasting.
indigo stained optics glanced apon the terra, their liquid warmth radiating onto the land as they gazed about, taking in the wondrous sights. He gazed froth at it. Inrigued by the emptiness that he would soon fill. needles began to fall on his grey slate hued pelt. rich, infuriorating moonlight slightly seeped into the land Blending in with the many scars among his coat. A swift, jolting trott arose, the equine explored the loam. Tall, towering pines loomed above and tall, dry emerald stalks that managed to survive in the overwhelming lush underbrush. The old, soggy moss that was beggining to grow apon the needled sod molded into the shape of his daggers each step apon it. To the grey lord, things seemed perfect. Small prey dotted the landscape, peeking out of their clever hiding spots and scampering out to grab food that they were lucky enough to find. Nares flaring, the lord took in the musty but crisp scents of the incredible land. auds pricked slightly, taking in the new sounds of the creatures that lived apon the land of hueless rich black. Extending his ice dipped pillers, the brute effortlessly increased his pace, blazing over the flawless terra he went. Pools taking in the amazing sights before him. The king placed his fronts before him, bulk pressing against them as he lowered his rump to the slick earth beneath him. halting smoothly on a low hill overlooking the terra. his large heart ached for this wondrous terra. Twas everything he had ever wanted and wished for, and it twas in his reach! Eagerly parting his ice dipped kissers the king let out a lone whicker with a sweet, luring lulaby.
to the lords and ladys apon this vast plain of terras. I have noticed the desolate lands of aidea and wish to become ruler. This needled loam fills the emptiness i have been wishing to get rid of. It pleases me much just to lay a dagger apon the lush plains.If you allow my family and I to thrive here I shall be forever grateful. I shall protect this wonderous landcape of towering pines with my life. Forever guarding it shall be my duty throughout the life i wish to live apon dyani. Humble lords how strongly i am attached to this perfect landscape so. Please, find it in your hearts to allow me to rule over it.
Bowing his elegant cranium, the ebon czar backed slowly, ashen pillers carrying his sleek, well muscled bod over the needled loam.. He hoped to god that he recieved this natural wonder, yet all he could do was watch and wait for the words that would determine his life. thoughts passing through his mind quickly. Hoping he was of the rulers likings.
indigo stained optics glanced apon the terra, their liquid warmth radiating onto the land as they gazed about, taking in the wondrous sights. He gazed froth at it. Inrigued by the emptiness that he would soon fill. needles began to fall on his grey slate hued pelt. rich, infuriorating moonlight slightly seeped into the land Blending in with the many scars among his coat. A swift, jolting trott arose, the equine explored the loam. Tall, towering pines loomed above and tall, dry emerald stalks that managed to survive in the overwhelming lush underbrush. The old, soggy moss that was beggining to grow apon the needled sod molded into the shape of his daggers each step apon it. To the grey lord, things seemed perfect. Small prey dotted the landscape, peeking out of their clever hiding spots and scampering out to grab food that they were lucky enough to find. Nares flaring, the lord took in the musty but crisp scents of the incredible land. auds pricked slightly, taking in the new sounds of the creatures that lived apon the land of hueless rich black. Extending his ice dipped pillers, the brute effortlessly increased his pace, blazing over the flawless terra he went. Pools taking in the amazing sights before him. The king placed his fronts before him, bulk pressing against them as he lowered his rump to the slick earth beneath him. halting smoothly on a low hill overlooking the terra. his large heart ached for this wondrous terra. Twas everything he had ever wanted and wished for, and it twas in his reach! Eagerly parting his ice dipped kissers the king let out a lone whicker with a sweet, luring lulaby.
to the lords and ladys apon this vast plain of terras. I have noticed the desolate lands of aidea and wish to become ruler. This needled loam fills the emptiness i have been wishing to get rid of. It pleases me much just to lay a dagger apon the lush plains.If you allow my family and I to thrive here I shall be forever grateful. I shall protect this wonderous landcape of towering pines with my life. Forever guarding it shall be my duty throughout the life i wish to live apon dyani. Humble lords how strongly i am attached to this perfect landscape so. Please, find it in your hearts to allow me to rule over it.
Bowing his elegant cranium, the ebon czar backed slowly, ashen pillers carrying his sleek, well muscled bod over the needled loam.. He hoped to god that he recieved this natural wonder, yet all he could do was watch and wait for the words that would determine his life. thoughts passing through his mind quickly. Hoping he was of the rulers likings.
