| .Good news! he's dead!
Angelus is dead! The wickedest stallion there ever was, the enemy of all of us here at Equus Libera Is Dead! Good news! Good news! No one mourns the Wicked No one cries "They won't return!" No one lays a lily on his or her grave; the good man scorns the Wicked! Through their lives, our children learn what we miss, when we misbehave: And Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely Goodness knows The Wicked die alone It just shows when you are Wicked You are left only on your own. Yes, Goodness knows The Wicked's lives are lonely Goodness knows The Wicked cry alone Nothing grows for the Wicked They reap only What they've sown.
So here I was a pathetic excuse for a stallion with a pathetic excuse for a player who needs to live anyways our bodies are just shells until the day we die, then like a snake we shed our skin “shells” and emerge as something else like a butterfly does when coming from the form of a caterpillar. When born I was told I was repulsive and overlooked turning me bitter to the world. So who needs to live when life after death shall be much better for at least those who aren’t wicked and from what I could tell Maria was sure as hell not going to heaven she can join me in hell so I can forever torment her! The ebony hued stallion moved silently from the first realm feeling no need to torment the herd for he saw that they were right to do what they did. I foolishly feel to quick for a mare who would have gone for any stallion that would take her so it was my fault, like everything else that went from with the first realm herd, so if anything ever went wrong just blame in on pathetic Angelus, make him the escape goat. Not only was The Phantom of the Opera gone but so was Incubus Dreams and her son Anafel Deluany if that is how you spell it. So many equines taking their life in such a short amount of time it was horrible. Life do you know what is definition is? Humans (animals as well) existence, the entire period during which somebody is, has, been, or will yet to be alive, the quality that makes living animals and plants different from dead organisms and inorganic matter. There are a lot of others as well but these make the most sense do they not? So here I stand, united we stand divided we fall, well I have been divided and now I am falling. I walk slowly into the land of the challenges as if I was trying to procrastinate my death sentence.
I knew I couldn’t though, not know though the second realm was open it just was not right for me to stay here. I was at one point in time walking but now I was at a steady even canter and I had not even noticed my change of gait. An ocean lay due east of the Secluded Heights and I figured I should drown myself so no one would ever have to worry about seeing my body every again. My canter slowly made its way into a gallop and I was headed directly for the ocean. Once I reached the beaches and the waters slapped against my chest panic as I plunged even farther into the foamy blue ocean, my death bed. Soon I could no longer touch and panic struck me like a freight train and I almost let out a distress cry but I held it in as the waves lapped over my head and pulled me under. I did not struggle as I began my fall to the bottom of the ocean floor. I look up as the light grows dim and soon I could no longer see it, my heart stopped beating my breathing had long since ceased. Once my heart stopped I was gone for good, water filled my lungs taking any amount of air I had left out, welcome me to hell devil I am here for good. NO ONE MOURNS THE WICKED!
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