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02-09-2015, 06:06 PM
If you could flick the switch and open your third eye
You'd see that we should never be afraid to die
You'd see that we should never be afraid to die
The massive, onyx stallion soared through the air. The warm wind moved in between his feathers and the warrior brute found complete and utter solace as he mastered the skies. His white-marked face pulled into a tight lipped, confused mask, however, as he saw something incredible rise on the horizon. It was massive--no, massive was not even close to a proper word that described the structure. Tipping his wing down, Einarr lowered his altitude until finally, he landed in the meadow with a rolling canter. Sienna eyes searched for someone familiar, of the Throat, and he finally rested his gaze on the tiny warrior Megaera. Huffing, Einarr closed the distance until he came to stand at her left side. He tucked his wings into his own sides neatly, and he looked from the sweating, hulking draft to his sister-in-arms. "Megaera, who is this commander stallion?" Whoever he was, he had impressed Einarr. The massive creation before him came from the tibrid's own hooves and willpower.
When he spoke, however, the inky warden knew exactly who he was. "Oh. God of Earth. Powerful." The simply-worded man's eyes widened in wonder, and at the god's command, Einarr quickly commanded the bay mare. "Megaera come with Einarr. We board together. But we must...deliver message, as Earth God say." Without time for the mare to fight him, Einarr took to the skies once more.
[Einarr and Megaera!]
if you bury me, i'll bury you
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