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Post by .+Rhion+. on Jan 9, 2006 13:36:12 GMT -5
What do I seek, but allegiance and power?
What do I care for, such as my kin?
What is my destiny, in this vast, vast world?
Softened pads trampled lightly over the sanded grounds, grey dial shifting upwards from rest. Blackened orbs surveyed the clear depths beside him, the blue-hued wings fluttering ever so slightly. What was the meaning in the world, but to live and be carefree?
Rhion walked calmly towards the tall oak beside the river, his blue wing-fins shifting silently. Rhion scanned over the vast river, examining the tiny fish that lurked within it - this was his home, and was forever his. The green-and-brown fish swam away from the water stallion, nothing left but a fleeting glance of a reminder. Rhion reared, pricking his blackened optics forwards.
These lands, I call them my own!
He screamed, haunting lyrics settling on every leaf of the trees, every droplet in the water. These lands were now his, forever and for always.
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