Post by almostforgotten on Jul 2, 2009 22:55:11 GMT -5
An impossibly beautiful mare was standing on a hill, overlooking the valley, she paid no attention to what was beneth her, her attention was placed on the mountian of her birth, the Foudre Montagne the lightning mountian, it twas a dark, deep dangourus mountian that raised eerily into the sky, it had steep cliffs, and many unsafe ground, there were holes everywhere, but if you made it to the almost flat top, it was worth it she rememberes the sight from when she was a baby, it was such a sight that she remembered it from the moment she was born, she was raised on that mountian, so she was sure-footed, and fast, quick to run away from the many mountain lions and bears in the area, but something had scared her so much one day, she tumbled down the edge, and never spoke of it, but you could tell, because of the three parrell red scars going across the left side of her barrel, she never had the courage to go back up again, and her mother, her poor mother, never knew what happened to her, She wondered at times how her mother even got up it in the first place to give birth to her at the tippy top of the eerie mountian, the shining ebonite mare stood, looking at her birthplace, and shook her long, thick forlock out of the way, for it covered her whole head, a impossibly white blad face on her head appeared, it went all the way past her eyes, but she had black "eyeliner" around both her eyes, that looked like it was wet and smearing down her muzzle, it was a weird marking indeed, she had had this marking sence she was born, but her eyes were the most stunning, sapphire color she had ever seen, She shakes her forelock back into place and her maw rises to the sky, it twas now turning the darkest black, the same color as her, so when her forelock was in place, she was un-seeable on a dark night, A loud boom of thunder crashes down upon her ear drums, A blast of wind closes over her head, and her mane, forelock and banner are blown, the wind suddenly stops as lightning crashes down near her, lighting up her bodice as she rises on her hinds, and her head tucks between her neatly folded forelegs, the black tuffs on the bottom of her hooves blow all over the place as the lightning touches, she gives a wild, loud, proud, but lonely bellow into the darkness, she lands softly, without a sound as rain pours down apon her, and the emerald blades benthe her ebonite daggers
[glow=red,2,300][shadow=black,left,500]~`My Immortal`~[/shadow][/glow]
[glow=red,2,300][shadow=black,left,500]~`My Immortal`~[/shadow][/glow]
[shadow=black,left,300][glow=red,2,300]Will You Remember Me?[/glow][/shadow]
