Post by x~ A.ngels N.ever C.ry ~x on Mar 12, 2006 19:09:18 GMT -5
I'm not scared of you a mare of the lightest tinge of grey she was almost white. Her eyes of the softest tone of blue. She held her tail at a regal stance, but her posture was stiff and rigid. She dipped her elegant neck foreward and walked with a step of grace and magesty. She narrowed her eyes and kept walking, her eyes flaming. The leaves seemed to drop dead after looking at her beauty, compelled into a trance with her haunting, yet eerie melody that came from her grey muzzle.
She flicked her tail and kicked up her heels, the wind ripped through her mane and lashed at her coat until it seemed to vanish all colour until she became a blur of white and grey. She slowed and swerved veering off the path that led to greenery and onto a smaller trail, then she turned left again until there was no trace of any life. The trees were broken and deserted and she stopped. Eyes wide
She seemd to be in a dead little clearing, a small black shallow pool of water shimmered underneath the overcast sky. A few screeches of birds that kicked up the dust. She sneered as she shared a private joke to herself. She raised her head and her evil smile disappeared. She snorted at the black soot, that was a bad excuse for dirt. She stared aross the desolate clearing, her little private spot.
She snorted harshly and pawed the ground, her ice blue eyes looked sharp and cold, she bit into the earth again and pawed the ground a little more until it bleed with more dark water. She stepped over this new puddle and flicked her tail in a bored fashion, her eyes flashed. Lets have some fun she thought and sent out a soft, almost melodic whinny across to see what desperate stallions would come running
She flicked her tail and kicked up her heels, the wind ripped through her mane and lashed at her coat until it seemed to vanish all colour until she became a blur of white and grey. She slowed and swerved veering off the path that led to greenery and onto a smaller trail, then she turned left again until there was no trace of any life. The trees were broken and deserted and she stopped. Eyes wide
She seemd to be in a dead little clearing, a small black shallow pool of water shimmered underneath the overcast sky. A few screeches of birds that kicked up the dust. She sneered as she shared a private joke to herself. She raised her head and her evil smile disappeared. She snorted at the black soot, that was a bad excuse for dirt. She stared aross the desolate clearing, her little private spot.
She snorted harshly and pawed the ground, her ice blue eyes looked sharp and cold, she bit into the earth again and pawed the ground a little more until it bleed with more dark water. She stepped over this new puddle and flicked her tail in a bored fashion, her eyes flashed. Lets have some fun she thought and sent out a soft, almost melodic whinny across to see what desperate stallions would come running
