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Date Posted: 06/28/04 7:30pm
Author: Permafrost
Subject: DIEDIEDIE.



“Well…just who might YOU belong to?”

PERMAFROST turned her fine white head in the direction of the voice. A stout, elderly MAN was standing 20 yards from her, beckoning her with a thick, callused farm HAND.

“C’mon…just who might you belong to? A pretty little thing like you…”

He took a few steps CLOSER, and she couldn’t help but throw a lighthearted, laughing whinny. Catch ME? The arrogant tossed up her fine skull lightly. If perhaps, the human mind was acute enough for such THINGS, the old man could have seen a crooked SMILE that crept across her ethereal features. With her cocked head, PERMAFROST continued to listen to the old man’s BANTER.

“C’mon, easy Bessie…good girl….”

The man, in a SORRY attempt to catch the ethereal mare, undid his belt and wrapped it into a loop, gesturing to his actions of throwing the BELT over her HEAD. He talked mindlessly, taking slow steps forward. The mare, too INTRUIGED at his pity efforts to move, stood curiously and watched.

“…curry you up, clean you off…you’ll be the prettiest old mare anywhere…”

The mare’s NOSTRILS suddenly flared. Mare? MARE? I? A HORSE? Is that what he takes me for? Is that what he sees? PERMAFROST did not recognize that the likes of a MAN could not interpret the naïve beauty of a UNICORN. In any case, the white female was APPAULED.

“Easy easy…good girl…a pretty sight you are! Feed you up; take you to the fair…c’mon, horse!”

PERMAFROST should not, and could not, stand for such rubbish! She was perpetual; a beautifully sculpted creature with a heart of black—which seemed so unusual, considering the brilliant white of her SCINTILLATING coat. This unicorn had been born a saint and gone TAINTED. And hearing such insulting banter drove the arrogant mare SOUR to the core. She yelled at him articulately, in a swarthy, silken voice infected with anger. OF course, to the likes of the man, it was just rubbish noise.

“A horse am I? A horse indeed!”

She drove her smooth, pearl-coloured horn deep into the chest of the elderly, thick MAN. To him, it was quick; as he saw no HORN, he saw no death flash before him until the spear was DEEP into his heart. Obviously, PERMAFROST was a bit in a FRUMP today.

Blood coating her horn in a beautifully intimidating CRIMSON, the cloven hoofed female pranced lightly onto the SHORES of the Isle, her mind as clear as if she had done NO SIN. She looked around, lightly, for a particular friend. Today was the day she was RESSURRECTED.

Today was the day they rule.

(that was the worst post ever in the history of posts in my entire life don’t hit me Im talking and watching TV so sue me I really CAN do better lol)


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