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Post by forgottenmagicks on Aug 16, 2005 0:05:47 GMT -5
A black shadow swept over the ground, everything the shadow touched died of misfortune. There was no more vegetation or life except the horses. It would be a couple of days and then every thing parished, and die. All was Chaos.
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Post by Darktouch on Aug 16, 2005 12:44:01 GMT -5
Darktouch galloped across the lands. She neighed furiously. What had done this to her land?
The black mare stopped in the center, rearing. Her front talons struck out at the air, silver clouds burst from her hooves and landed in the stream. Water erupted from the ground in blue, purple, and green and swirled over the lands.
Darktouch neighed shrilly and turned in circles slowly. Green grass replaced the brown, shooting skywards a couple of feet. The black mare arhed her neck, neighing furiously again. She bolted forward, galloping fast. Life sprung from earth as she ran past, flowers and trees renewed. The alphess galloped circles around her terra and brought life back to every inch of it.
Satisfied with the beauty of Freya Herdlands, Darktouch trotted off to find who had damaged her territory.
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