username:Chronometer
Name: Beyond The Blue Horizon "Blue"
Gender: Stallion
eye colour: teal
sire: -
dam: -
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Name: Beyond The Blue Horizon "Blue"
Gender: Stallion
eye colour: teal
sire: -
dam: -
offspring:
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Artist | Charboo [gallery] |
Time spent | 17 minutes |
Drawing sessions | 2 |
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down, down, they all fall,
it's just one now,
soon to be all.
smoke is everywhere,
blocking their sight,
there are no more planes in flight.
red splats cover the ground,
bodies are laying there,
lifeless, never to make another sound.
a few to escape,
alive and well,
clothes all red, like a hero's cape.
do not steal this, these are my own words.
Ring around the rosy,
Pocket full of Posies.
Ashes,Ashes,
We all fall down.
Chronometer wrote:Username: Chronometer
Name: Beyond The Blue Horizon "Blue"
Gender: Stallion
Personality: Blue is quite a complicated fellow. He is often aggressive and stubborn, and is quite dangerous to be around. At the best of times, he is merely uncooperative and rude, but his temper changes like the wind. It is believed that his general nastiness is a result of his troubled past. He requires an experienced handler to keep him under control. Oddly enough, he is fond of the rain and cloudy days, which place him in his best moods. However, he has a strong dislike of thunder, so no riding in a storm!
Poem telling about it's past:
My head is lost in darkness
I cannot seek the light
The wind, she seems to whisper
As she dances through the night
The pain that flashes through me
Like the lightning in the sky
Is soothed by falling raindrops
As the clouds begin to cry
Do they see me falling
As they watch me from above?
Are the tears that they now send me
Tokens of their love?
No one loves a broken creature
No one even stops to care
Because broken things are worthless,
All beyond repair
The stars, they hide their faces
Their gentle light now gone
I slip into the darkness
Perhaps I'll die alone.
He was badly abused in his younger years. He once managed to escape in the midst of a storm one night, so that's what this poem is about. Poem is by me, so I'd appreciate if people didn't steal![]()
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