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Post by Thorn on Apr 22, 2009 20:51:16 GMT -5
A stallion flew in to the land. He liked it; it was a land of hate, of sorrow and hurt, and it fit him. He looked down into the valley, “I Sorrowful Regret claim this land for my own. It is called Nightmares of Death.” The landscape beyond the field was baron little life crossed the land and he smiled but only for a moment.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Apr 22, 2009 22:01:36 GMT -5
A young mare lifted her head from the pool where she had been drinking when she heard the stallion's call. Misery saw his slender frame, wings spread wide, standing tall and proud in the distance. So someone's finally claimed this lifeless desert land... she thought. She turned and began trotting up to meet the new owner of her homeland, whickering softly as she went.
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Post by Thorn on Apr 23, 2009 14:58:23 GMT -5
Sorrowful Regret
The stallion heard her call and his ears flattened. He jumped off the cliff and sped down; his body was streamlined shaped and at the last possible moment he flapped his wings and created a gust of wind that slowed him drastically. He then picked up a galloped and floated over the land, beating his wings to go faster. He slowed and walked around the mare, “Who are you?” He said and he picked up a trot and then stopped in front of her.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Apr 23, 2009 16:12:37 GMT -5
The mare watched his movement, her expression guarded. "So you're the one who finally set his eye on this barren land. What could you possibly want with a place like this?" She watched him closely to see what he would do.
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Post by Thorn on Apr 30, 2009 19:18:27 GMT -5
The stallion blinked and a buzzing noise followed he cocked his head sideways, and that’s when it happened horrible shadows and other images that was to much for someone to handle drifted into the mares head, if she could survive the terror she would be good for lead.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Apr 30, 2009 19:30:19 GMT -5
At first Misery didn't know what happened, one second she was looking at the stallion, the next all she saw were unspeakable horrors. She closed her eyes, but they would not go away. She wanted to scream out, but her throat was dry. Her knees buckled, and she fell to the ground. "No..." she whispered, "This is nothing," she told herself, "I've been through many worse things before!" She stood on her shaky legs, her expression determined. "This is nothing!" she said again, and this time she meant it.
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Post by Thorn on Apr 30, 2009 19:52:55 GMT -5
Regret blinked again and things got far worse, he was impressed she was strong. He chuckled and in the images it showed him rearing over fire, he turned in to a terrible beast and was killing everyone and everything.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Apr 30, 2009 19:58:07 GMT -5
"Heh..." Misery was surprised, the thoughts she was having reminded her of something in her past, but she couldn't remember what. She watched the stallion massacring everything, and she knew there was only one way to survive this. But she knew if she did that, there would be no going back...
She made up her mind, and used her own power to fully unlock the darkness in her heart, letting it take over her body completely.
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Post by Thorn on Apr 30, 2009 20:07:24 GMT -5
Regret had noticed this and blinked twice the images floated out of her mind in a thick fog and back in to his head, “Good job, you survived. You can join my herd now, Moonbeam’s Misery.” She had never told him her name and yet he knew it the thoughts had unlocked certain parts of her memory, letting him see the same thing in his mind when she saw it and he had heard her name.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on Apr 30, 2009 22:23:06 GMT -5
A dark grin spread across her face. "Thank you, my Lord. But may I ask your name first?" She absently wondered how he knew her name, but never asked. He was capable of many things, and she felt safe in these lands.
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Post by Thorn on May 1, 2009 22:23:17 GMT -5
“I…I am Sorrowful Regret.” He said, He shook his mane and let out a mighty neigh that might attract the Dark Lord’s Attention.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 1, 2009 22:29:24 GMT -5
"I am honored to be a part of your herd," she said as her eyes darkened. She felt better than she ever had, as if all the horrors from her past were suddenly lifted from her shoulders. Most importantly, she felt... right.
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Post by Thorn on May 1, 2009 22:33:42 GMT -5
“Hmm…So what were you doing here?” He asked his eyes cold and emotionless. The wind blew his mane from his eyes and he stared at her hard core.
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Post by SoulofDarkness on May 1, 2009 22:38:51 GMT -5
"After I escaped, this was where I ended up. And this is where I have lived since then," she, too said these words emotionlessly, words that once made her break down inside from remembering what had happened. It amazed her how indifferent she felt.
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Post by Thorn on May 2, 2009 9:24:47 GMT -5
“It’s nice not having nightmares, am I right?” He shook his mane and and swatted a fly. He always had nightmares now and it would always be that way.
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