Post by ƒωєє...♥ on Aug 8, 2008 15:56:33 GMT -5
WithSeth
oneStallion
wishFive Summers
I'dBlood Bay
have16hh
youCleveland Bay
deadQuiet, judging, impatient...
I hated you; I always did, not the way a dark colt is expected to, I hated you with a passion, for everything. You took advantage, you were arrogant, and when everything fell to pieces, you sealed it with charm, with a glimmer of amusement in your eye, laughing at the thingys who were foolish enough to fall for it. I didn’t, but it didn’t make you proud, did it? No, you beat me.
Leaving. The best decision I ever made, you didn’t follow, did you? No, you thought your son was going to join the lights, since he was so against everything you did. You couldn’t have been more wrong…
I’ve killed too.
I was the first in this new land, I found myself a canyon where the sun was merciless and the dry rock crumbled, where there was little vegetation and less water, and I named myself Dark Lord.
It was a small herd, there were only four of us, but it was good, it was no less brutal than any other dark herd, and it brought me Devine, she was not perfect, I didn’t want her to be – I loved her…
And so did you.
Then there was Hades, my son, my only son. Fear overtook me, memories of my own father, and this colt’s surprising attitude...I chased him off, but he returned, laughing and taunting as before, so I killed him, my son…does that make me better or worse? You could never do it, only almosts, only me, immobilised, waiting for the pain to seep away.
And then I left her too, filled with regret, with anger and shock, I found myself another home though, another mare, I didn’t truly love her, not like Devine, but she gave me a daughter, and she meant everything.
But then when Ali left, starting her won life, my own dissolved, there was nothing there, nothing to our relationship – just the sex. So I followed the footsteps of my daughter, leaving to find yet another home, and this time I found Dreaver, and the crags of Ragnorok.
There will only be more war, more false love, more blood, and I wouldn’t miss it for the world.
oneStallion
wishFive Summers
I'dBlood Bay
have16hh
youCleveland Bay
deadQuiet, judging, impatient...
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I hated you; I always did, not the way a dark colt is expected to, I hated you with a passion, for everything. You took advantage, you were arrogant, and when everything fell to pieces, you sealed it with charm, with a glimmer of amusement in your eye, laughing at the thingys who were foolish enough to fall for it. I didn’t, but it didn’t make you proud, did it? No, you beat me.
Leaving. The best decision I ever made, you didn’t follow, did you? No, you thought your son was going to join the lights, since he was so against everything you did. You couldn’t have been more wrong…
I’ve killed too.
I was the first in this new land, I found myself a canyon where the sun was merciless and the dry rock crumbled, where there was little vegetation and less water, and I named myself Dark Lord.
It was a small herd, there were only four of us, but it was good, it was no less brutal than any other dark herd, and it brought me Devine, she was not perfect, I didn’t want her to be – I loved her…
And so did you.
Then there was Hades, my son, my only son. Fear overtook me, memories of my own father, and this colt’s surprising attitude...I chased him off, but he returned, laughing and taunting as before, so I killed him, my son…does that make me better or worse? You could never do it, only almosts, only me, immobilised, waiting for the pain to seep away.
And then I left her too, filled with regret, with anger and shock, I found myself another home though, another mare, I didn’t truly love her, not like Devine, but she gave me a daughter, and she meant everything.
But then when Ali left, starting her won life, my own dissolved, there was nothing there, nothing to our relationship – just the sex. So I followed the footsteps of my daughter, leaving to find yet another home, and this time I found Dreaver, and the crags of Ragnorok.
There will only be more war, more false love, more blood, and I wouldn’t miss it for the world.