| Subject: [{ Listen To The Wind Can you Hear It Whisper? }] |
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Date Posted: Thursday, May 29, 07:14:38pm
Paling rays of golden sunlight pur out from the sky, the collapsing golden sphere called the sun starting to slip down over the seemingly intangible horizon. Endless plains of scatted wildflowers and tall grasses spn before it, as if it was a memorial to the death fo the day. The stars glittering like a million tears or perhaps a million diamonds spilled out on the blue black velvet night sky overpowering the vbrant red, orange, and rose hues of the sunset. It was a saddening sight, to the the indistructable pass away even though it for only for a few hours. THe night brought new wonders though, the vast ebony abyss envelouping the quaint planet, struggling last rays of the sun illumnating everything besides the terrain. It wasa splendid site, or a sorrowful one. Cool winds tease an array of manes and tail, challenging the fastest colts and tickling foals' whiskers. Something hanging nearby vibrates wih energy, a presence that could be terrifyingyet calming all at once, much like the sun's nightly display, it wasn't real yet too real to ignore. A luminous shadow of sorts lingers amidst the silnce, enjoying the shade the mess of tress it waited within, struggling eyes once so vivid, faded and dark, empty, an abyss of black much like the night, with the rareststars of all dancing within each. Silk strands untouched by man yet so clean and soft unbothered by the wind, a glowing ivory coat capturing a strange hue, entirely too beautiful for any creature of a mortal life. In all fact, she wasn't.
Ebony hooves tap the earth as the ghostly figure glides forward, movements and energy revitalized by any days on springy turf in the courts she descended from, wisdom forming in thsose blank pools, an all knowing flame emerging, the supernatural beauty never fading if anything growing stronger the closer she neared. Narrow crest arched proudly, a selnder frame gliding, as if she were dancing across the dew brushed emerald turf. One could almost see the spellbinding equid floating acoross golden desert sands under a cool blue moon, the beats of a drum adn arabic music echoing from no apparent place. A mirage come to live amongst mortals, a goddess in appearence yet sympatique in soul. It was all surreal, even for she. For this place so bleak compared to her heavenly paradise, was her home.
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