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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 10:03:18 GMT 8
Thowra In the darkness of the night, In the fur of the storm, With the silver mark of freedom, the spirit was born. I knew that it was not often that the herds gathered together. All as one group. But I knew that some of us had new stallions in our lands, and foals running about the place. I thought it might be a good idea for us to know each other, that way if someone was caught by men and turned up lost in someone else’s lands, they would be able to help that horse find their way home.
Not that the men would be troubling us much longer but it was still an idea I thought that would pay off in the long run. I hoped though that others would agree with my idea. I would not allow any fighting to happen and as I strode into the beautiful meadow, I called loudly, hoping that someone else would come that did not run in my lands.
Though who I ran with and had in my lands were already here, therefore I knew that they had nowhere to come from. I smiled as my mares started to graze and watched as Bella taught her two foals. Both of which were not Kairva’s. I was pleased that my son had welcomed them into his heard regardless of which the stallions were that were responsible for them.
Thowra, they named him Thowra, He's the son of the wind, strong and free, Thowra, they named him Thowra, And the king as the king he will be.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on May 1, 2010 11:01:19 GMT 8
Sympathy & Quiet Whisper He walked quietly across the social grounds. His head was bowed, and he made no attempt to socialize with any other creatures. His gray coat shined dully in the sunlight, only but a few months ago had it ever shined, as he had found happiness, but now questions raged in his skull.
He was not alone. He had a companion, a filly. He had been caring for her for a few months now, mares in the lands that they had past on their journey. He felt relieved now that she ate as he ate, and he wouldn't have to ask mares the awkward question.
He stopped, turning his head to stare at Thowra, wondering if he had seen him before. He thought he had, but he couldn't quite remember, where exactly. He sighed and lifted his head, resting. "Hello, Stallion." He was metres away from him.
She trotted after Sympathy, her black tail wagging from side to side. She had met so many horses in her already short life time. She remembered in every land, Sympathy had gone and talked to the grown ups, leaving her to play with the others her age.
Her brown body moved and stood beside Sympathy. Her dark eyes looked up, she had even called him her father once, mistakenly, they had never spoken of it, as if she hadn't. She remembered when she had, he had given her a uncertain smile. She knew he wasn't her father, but she couldn't help wishing so.
She stared at Thowra, and then danced around Sympathy's legs. She stood on the other side of Sympathy, away from Thowra and whispered in his ear. "Who's that, Sympathy?" She was a curious filly.
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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 11:06:26 GMT 8
Thowra "Hello there, Sympathy," I replied. I smiled. I was happy as always to see any friends of mine. They were always coming and going these days. Family as well seemed to come and go from my lands as well. "Is she your daughter?" I asked, looking down at the little filly with freindly eyes. She was very pretty.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on May 1, 2010 11:14:01 GMT 8
Sympathy & Quiet Whisper I know him? He thought to himself. He shook himself, nudging the filly. "No. She's.. A orphan, unfortunately." He lifted his head, twisting it to look behind him. He sighed, and remembered.. Why.. Must everyone suffer? He thought.
"I'm called Quiet Whisper." She said, she edged closer to Thowra, her curiosity increasing. "Who are you?" She said it louder, so he could hear her quiet words. She moved back towards Sympathy.
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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 11:16:55 GMT 8
Thowra "Nice to meet you, Quiet Whisper." I smiled at her. "Its god to see you again, Sympathy. You don't remember me do you? I guess that must be from Hades took control over you. It's me, Thowra." I chuckled. Things were never bad for me. Though I had died once.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on May 1, 2010 11:38:59 GMT 8
Sympathy & Quiet Whisper Sympathy nodded his head in agreement to Thowra's statement. He shot around as he heard him.. As he heard her cries. "Whisper!" He gasped as he saw what was happening to her.
"Sympathy!" She cried out as he picked her up. It was a being she had been told about before.. A monster of death.. The grim reaper held her in his grasp, his scythe held close to side.
He laughed. Oh how he loved to make those suffer, he moved Quiet Whisper under his arm, and heard the clunk of the jar which held his prisoner, Hades. His eyes darted over to where Thowra stood. He stroked Quiet Whisper with his bony hand.
"I'm so sorry that I couldn't come and collect you straight away when you went the first time. Your lucky to be alive, you wouldn't have been now, if I had come." Those were the words he spoke harshly to Thowra. He looked down at Quiet Whisper. "What a little angel you have here, Sympathy.."
Sympathy's eyes widened in shock. "Leave her alone!" He cried, he didn't want to her have to suffer more. He found himself striding towards them. He wanted to take her back to his land, to live with him, Ceelena and his unborn foal, just the way she had been.
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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 14:49:52 GMT 8
Thowra In the darkness of the night, In the fur of the storm, With the silver mark of freedom, the spirit was born. Anger shot through me as I saw him. The Grim Reaper. I laughed at the words he said to me. "You may think yourself unfortunate, but you most certainly are. Death won't take me again. I was born free, and I shall not shackled by you." I reared, my mane and tail glistening silver waves once more. I had not been so angry in a long time. "I assume you are the one responsible for Hades being released back into this world for a short time? I saw that and you do not want me for an enemy. Hades and I will always be enemies, so you may as well count me as an enemy."
I thought for a few moments. "No silver horse will taken away by your scythe. I will never allow it. You are not welcome here, and I know that Hades is with you. Let go of that foal!" The wind shrieked through the trees, only at him though. I knew that the wind was here with me, the brother of it itself.
I might be getting older but to see a foal caught like that brought a fury out of me only ever endured by one horse, The Brolga. "I hope you like having the Brolga with you though as one of your guests. I sent him your way, personally."
Thowra, they named him Thowra, He's the son of the wind, strong and free, Thowra, they named him Thowra, And the king as the king he will be
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Post by Corrupted Soul on May 1, 2010 15:09:29 GMT 8
"Boy, Oh boy. Thowra.. You certainly like that wind don't you.. Throw at me whatever you wish.. But if you, you'll hurt this filly too. How about I do it for you?" He laughed and cut in to the filly's neck with his scythe.
Quiet Whisper's screams sent shivers down his spine. He knew he was weak, he couldn't do anything. "Thowra! We have to get her away from him! He's.. He's..!" He couldn't finish his sentance, as he saw the life draining from Whisper's face.
Quiet Whisper felt unbearable pain. She felt like dying.. This was a worse pain than when everyone had abandoned her, left her for dead. She heard the Grim's words then and she screamed in agony. "You never had any parents.. You were created by me.. A creation, that was born to suffer forever."
He cut deeper in to her neck, drawing blood. He placed his hand over the cut and smiled at Thowra. "How.. How can you curse this poor little filly?" He laughed, and watched wind whip around Whisper, obviously causing her agony. He watched her eyes turn a dark purple.
She closed her eyes half way, feeling like she was going to die. She heard the Grim's mouth close to her ears, felt his breath on her neck. Tears almost slid down her face. "Always remember that he-". He pointed at Thowra. "Gave you this curse.. The La'ru. The guardian of the air." He disappeared, leaving her sprawled across the grass.
Sympathy galloped towards her. "Quiet Whisper!" He called softly.. Almost hesitantly, wondering if she was dead or not. He saw her eyes flicker and sighed with relief. "Are you alright?" He asked her. No response.
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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 15:25:01 GMT 8
Thowra I took two steps back. "I did no such thing!" My words rang like thunder. The wind disappeared away from Death and the foal. I was shaking in horror at what Death had said to the filly. Sympathy would be furious with me after what Death had done, using my name as the cause.
I did not move I was too terrified to. Too much horror coarsed through my veins. "I did nothing!"
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Post by Kanchana on May 1, 2010 15:32:36 GMT 8
Ashton The raven stag plowed though the lands, easily making his way though the tall grasses. There was voices, loud voices and screams. The king of lands knew something was wrong, as he always did and galloped gracefully over the lands. "Thowra?" he called, hearing the familar voice as he reached the top of the hill and peered down. He huffed a sigh, seeing the scene below and it wasn't hard to guess who had been the cause of it all.
"Sympathy?" he asked when Thowra did not speak.
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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 15:35:46 GMT 8
Thowra I turned face Ashton, knowing that I ought to say something. Before Sympathy blamed me for that which I did not do. "Hades and The Grim Reaper appeared here, Ashton. Grim cursed that foal, Quiet Wispher and made the curse come from me. As if I wouldever do such a thing." I was shaking and badly.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on May 1, 2010 15:36:08 GMT 8
Sympathy turned to look at Thowra. "Thowra.. It.. Wasn't your fault. It was mine.. It was mine for bringing her here. And it's that things.. How do we even know, if she is cursed? I don't believe it!" He took a slight step back as he saw her wound, it looked hideous. You.. Need to go to Ceelena.. She can heal you. He thought.
He sighed. "Thowra.. I'm taking her to Ceelena.. To see what she can do. Maybe.. Maybe you should go, just in case it comes back." He shook his head as he heard Whisper moan. He picked Whisper up gently by her mane and quickly slid his head under her chest, pushing her back towards his back. He carried her off towards The Land Of Wishes.
As they were gone, his laugh appeared again. He stood beside Thowra. "You know.. You inspired me to use the wind guardian as a curse for her.. King of the wind, that's what they call you, right?" He smiled, and held his scythe. "You must be pretty mad right now.. For cursing her.. For me, cutting her."
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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 15:47:56 GMT 8
Thowra "You dare think you know how I feel right now? Probably as made as a hell horse can get! But i am not one to think about fighting you. I am no killer. Just leave!"
I glared at him, my teeth bared. There was not a chance I was going near that scythe.
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Post by Corrupted Soul on May 1, 2010 15:59:42 GMT 8
"I'd rather stay and chat, Thowra." He grabbed his scythe, and moved it towards Thowra. It hopefully would scare him, he was only trying to have some fun. Watching animals die could get very boring from time to time.
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Post by erosaf on May 1, 2010 16:14:44 GMT 8
Thowra I snarled at him. "Don't you dare." I was not afraid of that scythe. Surely he knew that. "If you were another stallion I would kill you, I hope you know that." I ducked the scythe, Then caught hold of the wooden pole it was attached to. "Leave well enough alone. You'll get your chance at me, one day or another."
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