Post by Impossible Dreams on Feb 7, 2006 7:48:20 GMT -5
The wind blew, but, just because Impossible Dreams felt like a drifter. She was lost, confused, and unsure of her status in life. After being removed from her home herd because of odd bhavior, the fae was without friends...
A white forlock fell into her mud colored eyes, making her view harder then before...
When meeting a travler, he called her a 'sky equine' and since then her search to find more of these 'sky equine' was soon hopefully to be coming to an end.
No thoughts of other horses had been in her mind for some time, and she sometimes enjoyed it...
Quickley and suddenly, thoughts seared into her mind, imprinting things there...
Another? She asked herself quickley, and excitedly.... Picking her gate from the ambling walk to a excited trot, she nickerd out in warning and hello....
A white forlock fell into her mud colored eyes, making her view harder then before...
When meeting a travler, he called her a 'sky equine' and since then her search to find more of these 'sky equine' was soon hopefully to be coming to an end.
No thoughts of other horses had been in her mind for some time, and she sometimes enjoyed it...
Quickley and suddenly, thoughts seared into her mind, imprinting things there...
Another? She asked herself quickley, and excitedly.... Picking her gate from the ambling walk to a excited trot, she nickerd out in warning and hello....