Post by Maggie on Jun 25, 2009 12:56:48 GMT -5
sweet like candy to my soul,
sweet you rock,
and sweet you roll.
lost for you Im so lost for you;
you come crash into me.
Rains pelted the hide of the fire and pale stallion, turning his vibrant colors to a dapened maroon and grey as his tendrals fell upon his features. His locks swept up in the water droplets around him as he stood upon top his mountain's peak. His pools looking over the land with superior pride as his nares breathed in the scents around him. This was home, and it would always be his home and if anyone tried to take that away from him there would be hell to pay.
The wind whipped past him sending his chestnut and pale locks flying into the air above his bodice dancing in the air with its partner water droplets. Tangling together as they fell once again upon his neck with a 'slap'. His lids closing over his pools as he kept his velvetine maw facing upwards towards the rolling heavens. Even in the gloomiest of days he stood upon the mountains peak until the thunder rolled above his features warning him that lightning was to strike upon its peak. He sighed with contentment as he began to trudge down the mountains path towards the woodlands that enveloped it a little below. All his land was upwards forest, rivers and beauty surrounding it in his own little world.
It was something like a mountain you would find in the human world as not really a mountain but a huge hill as persay. With its woods and caves and wildlife around it and on it. Though compared to the lands that surrounding Alarice it was like a mountain to all the equines and such that lived in the lands of Stowed Away and also the home to Drifter, the king of the 'hill' as he put it.
sweet you rock,
and sweet you roll.
lost for you Im so lost for you;
you come crash into me.
Rains pelted the hide of the fire and pale stallion, turning his vibrant colors to a dapened maroon and grey as his tendrals fell upon his features. His locks swept up in the water droplets around him as he stood upon top his mountain's peak. His pools looking over the land with superior pride as his nares breathed in the scents around him. This was home, and it would always be his home and if anyone tried to take that away from him there would be hell to pay.
The wind whipped past him sending his chestnut and pale locks flying into the air above his bodice dancing in the air with its partner water droplets. Tangling together as they fell once again upon his neck with a 'slap'. His lids closing over his pools as he kept his velvetine maw facing upwards towards the rolling heavens. Even in the gloomiest of days he stood upon the mountains peak until the thunder rolled above his features warning him that lightning was to strike upon its peak. He sighed with contentment as he began to trudge down the mountains path towards the woodlands that enveloped it a little below. All his land was upwards forest, rivers and beauty surrounding it in his own little world.
It was something like a mountain you would find in the human world as not really a mountain but a huge hill as persay. With its woods and caves and wildlife around it and on it. Though compared to the lands that surrounding Alarice it was like a mountain to all the equines and such that lived in the lands of Stowed Away and also the home to Drifter, the king of the 'hill' as he put it.