++He gallops in, his hooves drumming the earth to the tune of he raindrops...++ -- Western Mountains

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Date Posted: 16:40:14 09/18/01 Tue
Author: Silver Storm
Subject: ++He gallops in, his hooves drumming the earth to the tune of he raindrops...++

++Stopping, he ignores the pounding rain and glances around. The blackened tt seems so beautiful to him, yet ugly. His heart has been split in two... His father was an evil and mother was a neutral. Abbondoned at birth, he had been forced to survive the weather... and dangers.
Sunlight still doesn't come. The rain keeps pounding, and his thoughts travel further, deep into his heart.
He had lived in a good tt but had been chased out, the goodies believing he was a spy. Scowling, he relized that evil was the only place that he could bare, understand, absorb. The only place he could survive.
A bolt of lightning ran across the sky, it's crooked point reaching to it's full extent. The frightening weather so natural to him, he trots down from the cliff he stood upon into the feild where the horses stay. He glances around, looking for one with a heart as tarnished as his, but none prevailed themselves.
The horses take no notice of the new stallion. They continue to graze. Not bothering to make a scene, he travels into a seperate corner of the tt and relaxs, a thing he hadn't been able to do for quite some time.
Another bolt of lightning lite up the area. His silver coat shimmering, his muscles rippling beneath his coat, he smiles at the few panicking horses. But then again, a horse would panick if his or her life was in danger. Would they not?
Clouds bumbed angainst eachother restlessly, a clap of thunder booming over the land.
And his thoughts grew darker.
His father, a decendant of Satan, had left him like this, just like this, half dead, empty of feeling and weakened. He had snorted, and with a bolt of lighting he was gone.
His mother wouldn't have allowed it... If she was alive. His father had killed her before, to get rid of the things that were holding him down. His wife and child.
His mother was a shy sort. She would have never married her father, if it hadn't been for the deal. The deal that had changed her life and his life forever....
Another bolt of lightning brought him out of his thoughts. Not of fear for the lighting, the lightning had guided him. Protected him. Helped him through life. Not being able to put it into words, he shook his head, mane flying askew. Lifting his damp body from the mud, he stands, looking around the territory, looking into it's soul... Looking into the soul of the place...

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Sees -- <i>Not yet known</i>, 03:57:50 09/19/01 Wed
- ++Eyes the mare but says nothing><++ -- SS, 14:04:47 09/20/01 Thu