by punkrock. » Fri Mar 21, 2014 11:47 am
Username: Punkrock.
Horse Registered Name: Brave Knight
Barn Name: Knight
Poem:
Hooves tramping on the cobblestone, in a rhythm rallying the fighters
A bowed head of royalty, a snort escaping flared nostrils
The wooden gates open, soon-to-be-widows weep
The leader, a mighty black stallion, closes his eyes and breaths deep
They file out of the city and trot in a single line towards the enemy
They pick up pace, the stallion rears and throws himself forward, ahead of the others
Arrows fly, whizzing by, men fall without a final goodbye
As other fall from both sides, the war soon ends with much bloodshed
The stallion turns home, rider still on his back, bringing hope to the widows and children
Once again.
Up for Breeding?: Yep
Last bumped by mewmew. on Fri Mar 21, 2014 11:47 am.
Death. To your little, precious heart, this is the scene where you depart. No one will hear your final words. I'ma Life-Taker. I'ma HeartBreaker.
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