Owner: ilhdc7
Name: Bermuda
Gender: Stallion
Markings: Well, I would say that his facial marking is like a Snip/Lip marking combined. And Well, I would say bubbled white ankle socks. (I made that up! XD)
Story/Art: Bermuda was walking down to a small path. His all brown coat blended in with the dying undergrowth. His neck was arched, and he delicately sniffed a newly grown flower, green, and alien-like in the dead forest. Bermuda sniffed at it, then carefully opened his mouth, enclosing it inside his jaw. He snapped his jaw shut, breaking the stem, and removing the green from the earth. Bermuda wandered through his surrounding area, and eventually walked far enough that he needed a drink, and drink from the elixir pool he had found thousands of years ago. On this day, a Halloween night, was the night he must drink or sacrifice dying from old age.
He stepped forth, and followed his well worn trail, and through a wall of vines. He gazed lovingly at his precious baby. It shimmered white, and lit up the cavern they were in. Bermuda stepped into the pool, and immediately knew something wasn't right. Somebody else had drank out of his precious palace pool. He must be the only one to drink out of it. The pool made you selfish, because only you must drink out of it. It had a different taste and feel every time a new creature drank out of it. He closed his eyes, as if to get a better image to what had happened, then Bermuda realized. It was burning his skin, as if bleaching it with fire. He splashed the pool with his hoof, confused, and it sprayed his nose, bleaching and burning it too. He ran out of the pool, and away, away from his old life.
He crawled to a sheltered cave, and closed his eyes, hoping for death to come. His face and legs burned so much, that Bermuda was wishing for death. He Sang:
Death Come Swift,
Thy Reaper come Fast,
May I go Adrift
Into the Unknown.
Hope it all ends
With suffering no more.
Thy sins be Amended.
But the reaper didn't come, and Bermuda had to deal with the pain. Lights flashed across his closed eyes, and he blacked out.
=======
Bermuda woke up, and felt a new air about him. He stood up, and walked out of his cave. Light blinded his eyes, and he looked out. The world was green and fresh and newly born. He looked up and down, soon noticing some white on his legs. It was the white of purity. He closed his eyes, and slowly walked to the pool. He needed to face his former friend turned enemy. As he started to walk through the vines, his nose bumped on something. He whinnied, and shied away, ears back. Again he tried, yet it was as if it was blocked off.
Something had given him a second chance to live a normal life, and be free of the clutches of this demon. Bermuda trotted away from the forest, and never returned. He soon found peace, and spends most of his time alone, but free.