by Forever Immortal » Fri Jul 24, 2015 6:12 pm
Dancer
((I forgot)) ((I need to find a mare to hang with and become besties like jinx and Tennessee))
((Sorry rain, I will talk to you later))
((I feel like starting over))
((I'm now on my own and trying to steal mares for a herd of my own))
I trotted forwards twisting around circling the other stallion. We stood facing each other. He half reared. I half reared as well. I tossed my head so my mane lay on the other side of my neck. I need these mares. I need a herd. Thinking to myself. The stallion lunged toward and took me off guard sending me sprawling through the dirt. I lifted my head, and saw he was standing above me. He reared up and I scrambled to get out from underneath his hooves. Once I was up I galloped looking back scared to check if he was chasing me. He wasn't.
It has been said that a man is not dead while his name is still spoken. That we are only truly gone when we disappear from the memories of those who loved us, meaning a great artist never dies along as his books are read, his paintings admired, as long as our songs are sung, may each of us live forever. As for me, maybe its time to learn a new song, fortunately i have an excellent teacher.
-Henry
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