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Several Moons ago, a terrain of thirsty, dried, pathetic vegetation seperated the' various clans. The' lands were the' homelands of equines, and whatever else happened to be residing amongst those shadows at the' time. However, the' inner world lay untouched, unscathed, unexplored for season after season. It was merely death, nothing ever went near it, the' birds didn't even fly over it. The' poor, barren landscapes lay like this until the' dreadful Zephyr Revenge. Legends had been passed around from lobe to lobe, about the' mysterious and beautiful Filly of the' Sun, who demanded that no equine ever destroy the' Red Flowers of that Filla's own heart. Then, a darq, malevolent colten had ripped apart 'is area from end to end, and decimating the' Flowers of the' Sun. In mere seconds, all that was left o' the' Clan's world was obliterated and forgotten. All were left to perish, under the' vindictive storms and floods that followed. All, that is, apart from three colts... The' colts were brothers, triplets infact. Each, though, had been raised by different mothers, two of which had lost their babes due to miscarriage. The' colten who as the' son of his legitimate mother, was the' youngest. Asriel was the' eldest. Like, the' young stallion's brothers 'e was stained with shadow and of Friesian lineage. Being the' eldest, Asriel had grown to become the' most bitter, the' leader and the' one who would be dominant. His dam (notice, the' wench was not his real parental) had finally conceived and birthed the' first foalen out of her five years of breeding that had not been a miscarriage. Yet, within a fortnight of its birth, she and the' young colt were lying dead wit the' others in the' harem, beaten by this Sun Filly. Yet, Asriel had no sympathy for either of the' two. Jamie, the second, was identical to his brother Asriel. The' two were close companions, and even as younglings tended to stay closer to one another than any of the' others. His adopted dam, who now also had perished, had been the' lead. She' was a mean and spiteful wench, and this had rubbed off onto Jamie, who had always liked picking fights with others. All this training had caused his muscles to be more developed and powerful than the' other two. 'E was also the' tallest of the' three brutes. The' third was Accidental. And that is exactly what 'e was, an Accident. His dam had rejoiced at having twins, but when the' third, merely the' runt, had came she' was less enthusiastic. However, when the' lass went to find homes for all three, only the' older were adopted and so 'e, the' runt, was to live with the' reluctant mother. Accidental had lived alone with a different harem, but his mother was stolen back to the' same band as Jamie and Asriel. However, on his first birthday, the' mare was brutally murdered during a skirmish with wolves. Accidental was merely a loner now. All three brutes were quite powerful, even though Accidental seemed to be a failure and Jamie some kind of Hercules, and soon the' trio found themselves living off the' dry and weak foods among the' forbidden landscapes. After a single period of four seasons, the' land seemed to be growing. Yet, the' two eldest were not content and decided, without their brother's consultation, that they were to find new and more fruitful lands on the' other sides of this barren and deathly terrain. So, they abandoned Accidental, and left him to control this land Violet Tears single handedly. Another two years later, and they still had not come back. By now, Accidental had grown to a malicious and horrible brute, with a newly formed harem of his own. The' lands of Violet Tears had flourished, and now it was like the' old lands before the' Zephyr Revenge. Accidental was the' King, and 'e awaited his brother's return...so that they too could rule alongside their sibling. All that remains is that the' life will start again. The' return o' the' Lost Kings will come only when the' time is right, and for now the' equines must just go with the' flow of nature. For now, will you become a character in this Legend, and enter Violet Tears? VIOLET TEARS http://uk.geocities.com/violettears_v1/index.html |
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