I lifted my head slowly,shaking the dead grass from my mane. I looked around this desolate,barren place I had to call home. I let out a grunt, and got up,trotting away. I knew I needed somewhere to live permanently,but I didn't have that. I only had my conscience. I had to do anything to get out of there,for I was in a 'no rules,no reward' area.
(im goin to do Dimitri's self story startin on the day where he and Lira were taken away. ready, ACTION!!! lol)
Dimitri was tired. His back hurt. His legs hurt. Everything he had hurt. He had spent the past hour fighting against his restraints to get back where he belonged. But it wasnt working. So he finally gave up. He knew he would never get back to his home. He knew he would never see Lira or Albert or Jacob or anyone else he cared about ever again. He trudged along behind the others in silence with his head down. 'if i die in the war, the first thing im gunna do is see Lira...' he thought grimly. He knew he was going to die. "Heaven's not goin to be good enough for me without her..." he thought sadly and he nearly ran into another horse as he stumbled. They had been walking for hours and they all needed a break. he heard a loud THUMP, and some two-hoofs yelling, but paid it no mind. He was too busy thinking of what he was going to face in the future to care about what he was facing now. (i'll continue later.)
Life in the war was hard. Every horse knew that. But I was one of the few who accepted the fact. I gave a small snort of surprise as I was hit on my flank by the TwoHoof that was riding me. "I know," I muttered, although I knew he didn't understand.
heres a self story page
ReplyDeleteI lifted my head slowly,shaking the dead grass from my mane. I looked around this desolate,barren place I had to call home. I let out a grunt, and got up,trotting away. I knew I needed somewhere to live permanently,but I didn't have that. I only had my conscience. I had to do anything to get out of there,for I was in a 'no rules,no reward' area.
ReplyDeleteMysterion
(im goin to do Dimitri's self story startin on the day where he and Lira were taken away. ready, ACTION!!! lol)
ReplyDeleteDimitri was tired. His back hurt. His legs hurt. Everything he had hurt. He had spent the past hour fighting against his restraints to get back where he belonged. But it wasnt working. So he finally gave up. He knew he would never get back to his home. He knew he would never see Lira or Albert or Jacob or anyone else he cared about ever again.
He trudged along behind the others in silence with his head down.
'if i die in the war, the first thing im gunna do is see Lira...' he thought grimly. He knew he was going to die. "Heaven's not goin to be good enough for me without her..." he thought sadly and he nearly ran into another horse as he stumbled. They had been walking for hours and they all needed a break. he heard a loud THUMP, and some two-hoofs yelling, but paid it no mind. He was too busy thinking of what he was going to face in the future to care about what he was facing now.
(i'll continue later.)
Life in the war was hard. Every horse knew that. But I was one of the few who accepted the fact. I gave a small snort of surprise as I was hit on my flank by the TwoHoof that was riding me.
ReplyDelete"I know," I muttered, although I knew he didn't understand.
Lira