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The good life for us, my dear [Open]

Elijah Posts: N/A
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08-08-2012, 11:57 AM




The sun was high in the heavens, its heat bearing down upon the inhabitants of Helovia like a dragon's fury. It seemed there was no shelter from such a force, the dry ground was helpless at its feet whilst the waters of the streams and rivers were being choked. It was neither practical nor welcomed by the brute that bore the pelt of dull henna, yet it did not sway his temperament.

Resting his lanky mahogany pillars on the soft herbage of the new land, Elijah sighed deeply. The mammoth brute was still brimming with energy, yet thought it best to conserve this for what lay ahead. Stepping onto new lands was always tricky, but the once handsome brute thought it was best to look on everything with a positive outlook. His carefree nature was sometimes too hard to keep up, and this breakdown in spirit was something that he could neither control nor want. Keen to keep a friendly face on for the strangers that he hoped to meet was an easy task for the beast.

He heard a snort of satisfaction from Jezirah, the winged dame that was close to his side. The warmth of his closest friend, almost his sister in ways, comforted him. He felt safe with her by his side. The soft caramel of her pelt glowed in the light, yet his own pelt did not do the same. It had lost its shine long ago, must like the grace of being a horned creature without a horn. The stump that was all that could remind creatures that Elijah was in fact a unicorn remained of a once magnificent horn that adorned his sweet crown. He chose not to dwell on such matters, for he knew that soon he would get what he desired - a new horn.

Stretching his gangly pillars and shaking his formidably large mass against the dust that was settling on his pelt, he began to pace forward slowly on his daggers, with the dame close behind. It was time to make a new home for themselves, and this meant finding a stranger that would help them.
"We'll find someone soon," he said in a light tone, more to himself than to convince Jezirah, "There must be someone around willing to help."



Mystique Posts: N/A
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08-09-2012, 12:45 PM
The quiet filly travels swiftly through the high grass blades. They trickled down over her face and ticked her back. Her coat was shinny and clean and her head for once was held high. She was not a member of any herd, so she would travel as she pleased. She longed to find a place where she could be at least settled in by herself, maybe just one friend. She wanted someone, something to talk to. She didn’t mind being by herself, but she didn’t like it all the time. Day after day, she wonders from place to place by herself. .. Alone.
The heat was strikingly hot, but she was shaded enough so she didn’t need water and she wasn’t over heated. She was dozing off, almost falling asleep when something in the distance stuck her. She quietly stopped watching the figure in the distance. She was hot, so she wondered if maybe it was a mirage? No the figure seemed to be real, it couldn’t be. Her eyes couldn’t leave the figure in the distance, for she longed to know what it was. I looked like a horse, but she just couldn’t make it out. The heat wasn’t helping her vision either.
She knew that soon her curiosity would take over. She really wanted to know what this figure was. Quietly, she pushed herself a bit closer trying not to make any noise. Her heart was beating quickly as she walked on forward. She would find out soon, she was sure of it.


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