S T O L E N by your own F A M I L Y [scarabaeus | | closed]
Jun 1, 2014 14:14:14 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2014 14:14:14 GMT -6
Wow!I thought to myself, these where some extravagant trees, blooming up to the big blue sky. Oh, I wondered what it would be like to fly, to soar these lands, to see what it was like when everything was small and you were big, to opposite of now. It's not that I didn't like being small, because I could fit in places no one else could, but being big was so much better! You could run faster, survive longer, and take care of yourself. But as a small little foal, I was stuck beside my mother, Sorrow. I don't know why they called her that, I thought she was a pretty nice horse. Well, she was actually the only horse I'd ever met. We'd been going and going, running, from something. Something my mother wouldn't tell me about, wouldn't explain to me. If she told me, what would the danger be? It would be less, so if it came for me, I could be prepared. I like being prepared, I decided, because being prepared was a good skill any horse could benefit from. It made you as ready for success as you could get. That's what I was striving for, right? Success?
I eyed my surroundings with my big beautiful brown eyes, my lanky dunskin legs feeling stuck in the ground like mud. I couldn't move because I couldn't stop staring at the orange and yellow colored leaves, the mossy trees sprouting up everywhere. Well, my mother would be worried now, and I was pretty far out from where we were staying for the next few days. I supposed that I should be heading back. As I walked slowly throw the red leaves, my mocha eyes darted everywhere at once, trying to catch all of the beauty flying by me, even as slow as I was going. I smelled the dew on the leaves from the spring rains, I heard the woodpeckers pecking and the birds chirping. I felt the wind rustle against my dun and green fur, hinting slightly the spring showers that usually occur was coming slowly towards this exotic forest. If this was what heaven is like, I'd like to die sooner.
words ;366 :'c
tags ; Captain Flighty
notes ; ew. just to warn you i suck at the first 1-2 posts until things get interesting.
I eyed my surroundings with my big beautiful brown eyes, my lanky dunskin legs feeling stuck in the ground like mud. I couldn't move because I couldn't stop staring at the orange and yellow colored leaves, the mossy trees sprouting up everywhere. Well, my mother would be worried now, and I was pretty far out from where we were staying for the next few days. I supposed that I should be heading back. As I walked slowly throw the red leaves, my mocha eyes darted everywhere at once, trying to catch all of the beauty flying by me, even as slow as I was going. I smelled the dew on the leaves from the spring rains, I heard the woodpeckers pecking and the birds chirping. I felt the wind rustle against my dun and green fur, hinting slightly the spring showers that usually occur was coming slowly towards this exotic forest. If this was what heaven is like, I'd like to die sooner.
words ;366 :'c
tags ; Captain Flighty
notes ; ew. just to warn you i suck at the first 1-2 posts until things get interesting.
