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What Glitters Isn't Always Gold - Katerina - 09-16-2015
Katerina WHOOP POST "Talk" OCC: Imperfections create character |
RE: What Glitters Isn't Always Gold - Katerina - 02-08-2016
A quote can go here if you'd like!
what if it's two lines?
what if it's two lines?
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. La da da da blah blah blah.
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Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah.
Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. Words! Pretty words, posty posty posty. Text here. Text here. Woo hoo. La da da da blah blah blah. La da da da blah blah blah.
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RE: What Glitters Isn't Always Gold - Katerina - 02-08-2016
text text text
"Talk."
I need another story, one not of heartbreak
RE: What Glitters Isn't Always Gold - Katerina - 02-08-2016
She had ventured away from the edge, discovered new people, new dialects, new colors and tastes. She was doing well, managing underneath all the overwhelming patterns and terrains, people and lifestyles. The silver just kept persevering through the challenges that time and change brought her. Eventually she would look back on this time, and smile because she got through it. Katerina would prosper, that she knew.
Her hooves landed on the only slightly familiar thing to her, the soft footing of the world's edge. The mist rolled in thick tonight, and it swallowed her legs and part of her barrel. She could barely see, and not knowing the edge well, panic slowly set in as her silver eyes became wide by realization that night fall had already come. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she was blinded and had walked without tracking her steps. Her ears were forward and attentive, listening and straining to hear any steps of another, anything that could lead her from the thickness and darkness. After several minutes had passed, Katerina found her voice, a whinny reaching out to any who could help. It was in her native tongue, which caused the sound to be a very luring, high-pitch melody. Hoping, praying that one would come, she hummed the song of her people, soft silken words calming the damsel in distress.
@Tembovu
Her hooves landed on the only slightly familiar thing to her, the soft footing of the world's edge. The mist rolled in thick tonight, and it swallowed her legs and part of her barrel. She could barely see, and not knowing the edge well, panic slowly set in as her silver eyes became wide by realization that night fall had already come. She had been so lost in her thoughts that she was blinded and had walked without tracking her steps. Her ears were forward and attentive, listening and straining to hear any steps of another, anything that could lead her from the thickness and darkness. After several minutes had passed, Katerina found her voice, a whinny reaching out to any who could help. It was in her native tongue, which caused the sound to be a very luring, high-pitch melody. Hoping, praying that one would come, she hummed the song of her people, soft silken words calming the damsel in distress.
@Tembovu