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04-08-2013, 05:21 PM
I move silently. It is the dawn of a new day, the sun was slowly rising up from beneath us and I could feel the first touch of warmth it offered us. The day was going to be a miserable one though. Rain was falling lightly, making my coat damp and darker then what it normally was. What I looked like though did not bother me. I know I am no pretty sight, we bones folding in and out of my side and a skull marking, so why should I bother with caring about my appearance? I never had cared, and I never shall. The floor was now also beginning to take it's toll from the rain. It had become muddy and clung to my hoof's in clumps. I sigh deeply, halting in the more and moving my head round, looking though the trees that light was starting to escape though.
I knew where I was, I was at the entrance of Helovia. I had heard stories of here, none that interested me though. It was only by chance I was here and not at all had I come purposely. I try not to be so negative though. I suppose, except for the spitting rain and clingy mud it was genuinely a nice day and I was growing slightly warmer by the sun rays. If my horn was not of bone substance I am sure it would have glinted, ever so slightly, in the light. I allow my bleeding eyes to return to the muddied path ahead which I take, going at a steady pace. I felt like I had trudge on for age's but I knew that I had been only going for a hour or so before I came to my second halt of the journey where the path turned of down a less muddy root. I take it.
The leaves of tree's shelter the path though they still allow light to emit though in different hue's of green that decorate the path. It is somewhat nicer then the previous path though I didn't really fancy traveling deeper into Helovia as I was. I am no idiot you see, I know this path is leading deeper into the land but hopefully a path with the same shelter will turn of back in the direction I wanted to head of it. I wondered if I would meet any 'Helovian's'. Why yes, that would be quiet interesting. I look around again, still walking on. It was getting nicer I suppose and the rain had definitely stopped and the sun's rays had become stronger with more warmth. Very interesting indeed.
I knew where I was, I was at the entrance of Helovia. I had heard stories of here, none that interested me though. It was only by chance I was here and not at all had I come purposely. I try not to be so negative though. I suppose, except for the spitting rain and clingy mud it was genuinely a nice day and I was growing slightly warmer by the sun rays. If my horn was not of bone substance I am sure it would have glinted, ever so slightly, in the light. I allow my bleeding eyes to return to the muddied path ahead which I take, going at a steady pace. I felt like I had trudge on for age's but I knew that I had been only going for a hour or so before I came to my second halt of the journey where the path turned of down a less muddy root. I take it.
The leaves of tree's shelter the path though they still allow light to emit though in different hue's of green that decorate the path. It is somewhat nicer then the previous path though I didn't really fancy traveling deeper into Helovia as I was. I am no idiot you see, I know this path is leading deeper into the land but hopefully a path with the same shelter will turn of back in the direction I wanted to head of it. I wondered if I would meet any 'Helovian's'. Why yes, that would be quiet interesting. I look around again, still walking on. It was getting nicer I suppose and the rain had definitely stopped and the sun's rays had become stronger with more warmth. Very interesting indeed.
