Post by Isle of Mists on Jan 29, 2006 20:50:11 GMT -5
Don't get lost, you might never come out...
That's what they say about this island. Humans have never found it, but even if they did, they'd get lost in the mist. A ship of them did land here once, but they claimed they saw images haunting them in the fog... They eventualy went insane, and killed each other when they managed to run into their comorades.
But what would dare thrive on such a desolate rock? The cargo that the humans had been porting contained horses, and they managed to keep their wits about them as they explored through the mist. The three stallions disagreed quite a bit on what they would call the place, one, who's heart was cold as ice, wanted to make a colony where only the toughest survived. The second, who was true and pure, felt that they should live in hormony, like all wild horses did. The third didn't want to take sides, so just went of with a group of mares that didn't want to argue.
So, the group split, and now the land is devided between the Lights, Neutrals, and Darks. What will happen now? Only fate will decide.
Enter the Mists...
That's what they say about this island. Humans have never found it, but even if they did, they'd get lost in the mist. A ship of them did land here once, but they claimed they saw images haunting them in the fog... They eventualy went insane, and killed each other when they managed to run into their comorades.
But what would dare thrive on such a desolate rock? The cargo that the humans had been porting contained horses, and they managed to keep their wits about them as they explored through the mist. The three stallions disagreed quite a bit on what they would call the place, one, who's heart was cold as ice, wanted to make a colony where only the toughest survived. The second, who was true and pure, felt that they should live in hormony, like all wild horses did. The third didn't want to take sides, so just went of with a group of mares that didn't want to argue.
So, the group split, and now the land is devided between the Lights, Neutrals, and Darks. What will happen now? Only fate will decide.
Enter the Mists...
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