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Post by `Sakura-CHAN on May 18, 2009 15:06:59 GMT -5
Nicotine
Sweet dreams are made of these Who am I to disagree? Travel the world and the seven seas Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you Where was Ketamine? I heard that he was trying to pass his bloodlines by breeding with mares but where is he? I was worried now, I hadn't seen Ket in such a long time. I just needed someone or something to distract me so I wouldn't be so depressed all the time, I wasn't really the type of girl to get depressed when I haven't seen my twin brother in a while. So why was I worried? Well for all I know, Ketamine could be in trouble and I wouldn't know about it, That's why I'm so worried. So where am I anyway? Zuluri Brook? How did I get here? The last thing I remember was cantering towards Elixar Grove to see if Ket was there. Did I take a wrong turn somewhere along the way?
Some of them want to get used by you The wind blew softly as I walked forward, My mind in a completely different place than where I was right now. My hooves made little marks in the thick blanket of snow as flurries continued to fall down from the gray sky. The snowflakes hit my golden coat softly as they melted away from the surface of my coat, My body heat melting the little ice crystals as soon as they touched me. "Wow. Mother Nature sure is harsh this season. Why is she so upset?" I whispered to myself as I slid to a smooth yet slow stop, Being very careful not to slip on the sleet. I looked around, My amber eyes scanning the winter wonderland that surrounded me for any type of danger that should just so happen to come my way. I sighed, My breath making a little cloud of heat mixed with ice crystals. On a tree above my head was a little bird perched on a branch of the tree. The tree was covered in a sleek sheet of ice and the sun was covered by the clouds yet a little sliver of the sun wasn't covered. The sheet of ice sparkled when the little sliver of sunlight hit it. The beautiful winter wonderland sparkled and yet it was dangerous, You could slip on the ice and that's what I was worried about. Where was Ketamine? He would protect me if I were to get hurt. God, It's times like these where I wish that I had somebody to love.
Nicotine Complete Not sure how many words :/ Hope you like it, Adored! Reserved for Adored and her stallion Wicked
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Post by `Sakura-CHAN on May 18, 2009 17:12:24 GMT -5
FINISHEDDD!!!!!
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Post by ♦ plague on May 18, 2009 17:26:10 GMT -5
The sky was dark with the cold harsh winter clouds. The snow and thick ice stood almost knees high in some areas. Tree everywhere stood dead in their spots frozen from the winter, but yet they were the true living dead come spring the thick braches of the huge lively trees will return to the living part of this world. If anyone wanted to know what death was really like just ask a tree they are the only living creatures that could pass through both gateways freely and live or die to tell about it the following spring and summer.
The wind blew its cold tongue through the stale air like a snake slides through the tall thick bush unnoticed by the surrounding animals until the last possible moment before the snake bites its victim stinking its little yet strong fangs into the victim’s body causing pain like no other. It’s funny the smaller the cut or bite the more it hurts now that was a funny fact of life. The icy wind stung the watering eyes of everything within reach of its cold grasp. The crunchy ice cover snow could easily rip and tare skin and even possibly leave a scar or two.
My long thick strong legs of my roan overo body pushed through the sharp icy snow. Every now and then I felt a sting as a sharp peace of ice slit through my oddly colored pelt, blood trailed in the snow where my legs had sliced through the deep knee high snow. My body was working harder than my hooves picking up my legs over the deep snow and crunching back down against the icy layer was tiring me out. I laid my roan ears flat back into my flaxen mane as the cold harsh wind cut into my deep brown eyes drying them out more than they were before.
I flared out my nostrils as I cot the scent of a female by the oddness of her scent she seemed a little bit of in a panicked mood. I tried to pick up my pace but I only wore myself out some more. My roan overo back was lined with a thin frozen layer of icy sweat. Soon the snow dept was less only covering my pink hooves and it was way much easier to move through the winter swallowed land. I picked up my pace from a slow worked out walk to a good paced trot that made every muscle in my thoroughbred body look as graceful as heaven itself, like an angel has kissed me with good luck. I was beautiful yet horrible at the same time.
WORD COUNT >> 443
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