Light Of The Pen [KF Development Game Writings] DNP

[Lady M]

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The light of the pen is a place for me to store all of the writing that I make for the purpose of the Khimaria Friesian Development Game. I will be writing for Neri's Khims, along with my own Khims

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A Good Story Should End Like This
"The End?"

[Lady M]

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All of my entries for the development game are in the form of art or writting.

# | Art Or Writing | Khim[s] | Prize

I.| Art | Mirror | Primative Magic Pen

II.| Art | Mirror, Khimaria | 2.500 Points, Primative Magic Pen

III.| Art | Mirror | Semi-custom horse [uncommon]

IV. | Writing | Shiro Neko, Mirror |
Semi-Custom Horse [Very common - common], Medium Sized Item

V. | Art | Misty, Diablo |
Mane & Tail Dye, Training for one competitionx
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A Good Story Should End Like This
"The End?"

[Lady M]

I walk out into the moonlit pasture to see a perfectly clear night. The moon is shining so brightly, giving off a soft, welcoming glow. As if it is welcoming me. Call me strange but I think that the night is always holding its breath, waiting for me to come out. Well, that's what it feels like to me. The truth is, most of the time, if I can I will go out and sleep in the pasture. The stars are glowing, the moon is shining, and I can hear an owls hooting off in the distance.

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I wake up in a troubled sleep, not really sure why I woke up, but I know a walk will do me good. I feel confident heading off into the woods. I probably know these woods better than any other horse here, except maybe Zaref. I canter through the fields, feeling the wind whip through my mane. Out here I feel free, out here I am all alone, but not quite all alone. I have the moon and the stars to comfort me, and the constantly swaying grass around my feet. I come to an abrupt stop, there is a horse nearby, with it's back turned to me. Staring up at the moon. Wonder who that could be?

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I turn my head down, away from the blinding moon and stars. I get the feeling I am being watched. I look around until I see a horse shape flashing through the trees. Wait, whose there I call out. I look around but the mysterious horse is gone. Then I see the same dark shape flitting through the trees to my right and so I take off, trying to catch the mysterious stranger. I squint my eyes, trying to make out the figure. It's hard, because they have a very dark colored coat, almost as if they are blending into the the shadows.
"Whose there?" I call, still no answer from the stranger. Now I wonder "Is it ever a friesian?" But I keep on running, now, in seconds it has become a priority. So I keep chasing.

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Why is this horse so persistant? Why do they insist on following me? All I wanted was a walk in the woods away from anyone who could disturb me. Is that too much to ask here?

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After the two horses had been running for a while the dark coated stranger was pulling ahead. Once she thought that she was far enough ahead then she stopped by a stream. The other horse cantered up, hiding in the trees just behind the shadowy figure.
"Hello" called the ones in the trees, but instead of running the stranger just turned around
" Oh, it's just you, Mirror"
"And I could say the same 'It's just you Shiro' well, who were you expecting?"
"Oh, I don't know, but now that your out here would you like to come for a walk?"
"Well, Ok, I guess" replied Mirror, unused to questions like that.
And so, the two of them cantered back to the field where they had first met in the beginning.

The End ?

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