Post by fisher on Nov 9, 2006 9:50:12 GMT -5
Name
Essendo
Nickname
N/A
Breed
Thoruoghbred
Gender
Mare
Age
4
Color
Chestnut
height
15.3
Type {normal}{Mini}{Draft}
Normal
Image
Example Post
'Where did I go wrong?' Thoughts, they were small, insignifigant parts of a head that didn't want to work anymore. Essendo. She had recollected herself. Her name, her present, her future. And had decided against inviting the past into her life. Why wouldn't it just go away? Because it wasn't like that. Pain hurts. It seeps out of your past and into your pores. An appropriate word for it? Poison. Pain was like poison. And we aren't talking physical pain. That was all behind her now. All pain still affiliated with Essendo was caged within her heart.
Essendo opened her eyes. The afternoon summer breezes touching her face lightly. Her weight shifted as she looked around. Her eyes were bright blue. It was a wonder she wasn't blind. A condition like that would wound her to the core. The life and colour of the earth was something she lived for. Without it, life to her was fruitless. As Essendo had nothing left. Her memories had shattered. Floated away on the breeze. All she knew was her name. And a pain. She couldn't touch it. But it was there. Inside her.
Essendo
Nickname
N/A
Breed
Thoruoghbred
Gender
Mare
Age
4
Color
Chestnut
height
15.3
Type {normal}{Mini}{Draft}
Normal
Image
Example Post
'Where did I go wrong?' Thoughts, they were small, insignifigant parts of a head that didn't want to work anymore. Essendo. She had recollected herself. Her name, her present, her future. And had decided against inviting the past into her life. Why wouldn't it just go away? Because it wasn't like that. Pain hurts. It seeps out of your past and into your pores. An appropriate word for it? Poison. Pain was like poison. And we aren't talking physical pain. That was all behind her now. All pain still affiliated with Essendo was caged within her heart.
Essendo opened her eyes. The afternoon summer breezes touching her face lightly. Her weight shifted as she looked around. Her eyes were bright blue. It was a wonder she wasn't blind. A condition like that would wound her to the core. The life and colour of the earth was something she lived for. Without it, life to her was fruitless. As Essendo had nothing left. Her memories had shattered. Floated away on the breeze. All she knew was her name. And a pain. She couldn't touch it. But it was there. Inside her.
