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Post by Apache on May 23, 2005 21:22:31 GMT -4
The little Fjord horse enterded upon the great terra. His sand-coloured tail whipped around to his sides as a hardy wind blew. His short mane blew back and forth as well. His little, but huge heart gave a thump, for he was very excited to be away from the cruel whips of man, and finally free! He nickered cutely, for all he wanted was some friends. Here he would call upon the Lord and Lady of these lands, wanting freedom to run throughout the great hills and valleys...
O great Lord and Lady, come to me and grant me freedom of cruel man in these lands!
He stomped his stubby hooves in the ground, anxious to meet new Equine.
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Inevitable
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Like life, like death. Like sin, like grace. It is Inevitable.
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Post by Inevitable on May 23, 2005 22:41:21 GMT -4
Storm clouds itterupted the little stud's entrance as the Lord stormed from within, brewing angrily over the insolence of the other brute. At the sight of this brute, he stiffened, anticipating another one like him. This brute's attitude was enitrely different, however. The Lord found himself relaxing, and the angry clouds faded into ivory puffs. Stepping calmly over to the brute, he tipped his dial. A smile flickered over his maw as he looked down to the one that was so small.
Good day to you little one. And now I would ask what you plan to do in my lands.
A dagger was lifted and carressed the stalks beneath before being gently placed back onto the sod.
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Post by Apache on May 23, 2005 22:47:38 GMT -4
Tiny Apache was towered over by the handsome Lord stallion,
Good Lord! he exclaimed, bowing down on his stubby hocks, Accept me, please, into your kingdom, for which I bow down to you. he rose slowly, Please Lord of Equus, allow me to come into these great lands, and be apart of your excelency! I only wish to have good friends, and nothing more. I only need a small space, no emense terra. I only need the comfort and protection of good friends, and not a mate to call my own. He looked into the stallion's eyes, kind-hearted. His small hooves stepped back a couple paces, and he bowed once more, ending wat he had to say.
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Inevitable
1st Degree
Like life, like death. Like sin, like grace. It is Inevitable.
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Post by Inevitable on May 23, 2005 22:55:27 GMT -4
He was very much pleased, by everything the small brute had said and did. He thingyed his dial at the small one and his amused tones rang forth.
You are accepted small one. Yet you say you have no wish for a mate. I am sure there is at least one that will desire you. I shall look forward to meeting her if she comes.
He tried in vain to hide the irrepressible smile that strained to appear on his maw. Turning away he strode away, throwing last words over his shoulder.
May your life in this world be pleasent. Good luck.
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Post by Apache on May 23, 2005 22:59:34 GMT -4
Apache stared after the great stallion in which he admired so much.
Oh, but great one! I have no need for a mate such as these beautiful and elegant equines! For I am just a small and stubby figure against them. Ha! I shall never see the likes of these radiant creatures to be mine own! he chuckled a little, and watched the Lord go, wondering if he would meet many great horses, especially the Lady herself...
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