merla's story. ( i wrote it awhile ago)
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merla's story. ( i wrote it awhile ago)
she was born a light foal, and was extremely happy living the life of one. but two years after her birth all of that changed....
it was a hot night. her herd was grazing peacefully in a glade that lay in the heart of their territory. merla was in a nearby grove of trees trying to sleep. but then, a thunderous noise interrupted the silence. it sounded like a million hailstones pounding the earth with tremendous force. and suddenly, crashing into the meadow, came at least a dozen charcoal colored stallions. teeth bared, and foaming at the mouth, the rogue herd of horses tore throught the clearing at breakneck speed, heading for her family. every instinct was screaming at her to run. but she couldnt, her limbs felt like lead. the only reason the stallions didnt see her was because she was so dark colored that, in the shadows , she was invisible. so she watched helplessly as her loved ones were torn apart, their bloodcurdling screams coloring the night red. she wished to look away from the horrific scene that was playing out infront of her, but it was impossible. it took the stallions a long time, but when they galloped off, merla still couldnt move. it wasnt fear for her life that held her still this time, it was the shock of what had just happened. after awhile, she recovered enough to take on the gruesome task of looking for survivors. as she walked among the bodies the whole attack replayed in her head over and over. but when she came to her parents forms, strewn haphazardly about the ground, it was too much. she lost it. screaming in terror, she galloped at full speed into the forest where she lived for some months. eventually, the shock turned to sadness and the sadness into anger and finally, the anger into malice and hatred for those around her. she ran to the dark realms where she learned to fight with great skill. and now she is crossing the land, searching for the herd of black stallions who had killed her family. she is filled with such hate that she picks a fight with anything that crosses her path. she doesnt currently have a herd because she knows that it will be impossible for her to fit in with any other horses until she finds and kills those stallions so she can end her bloodthirsty rampage.
it was a hot night. her herd was grazing peacefully in a glade that lay in the heart of their territory. merla was in a nearby grove of trees trying to sleep. but then, a thunderous noise interrupted the silence. it sounded like a million hailstones pounding the earth with tremendous force. and suddenly, crashing into the meadow, came at least a dozen charcoal colored stallions. teeth bared, and foaming at the mouth, the rogue herd of horses tore throught the clearing at breakneck speed, heading for her family. every instinct was screaming at her to run. but she couldnt, her limbs felt like lead. the only reason the stallions didnt see her was because she was so dark colored that, in the shadows , she was invisible. so she watched helplessly as her loved ones were torn apart, their bloodcurdling screams coloring the night red. she wished to look away from the horrific scene that was playing out infront of her, but it was impossible. it took the stallions a long time, but when they galloped off, merla still couldnt move. it wasnt fear for her life that held her still this time, it was the shock of what had just happened. after awhile, she recovered enough to take on the gruesome task of looking for survivors. as she walked among the bodies the whole attack replayed in her head over and over. but when she came to her parents forms, strewn haphazardly about the ground, it was too much. she lost it. screaming in terror, she galloped at full speed into the forest where she lived for some months. eventually, the shock turned to sadness and the sadness into anger and finally, the anger into malice and hatred for those around her. she ran to the dark realms where she learned to fight with great skill. and now she is crossing the land, searching for the herd of black stallions who had killed her family. she is filled with such hate that she picks a fight with anything that crosses her path. she doesnt currently have a herd because she knows that it will be impossible for her to fit in with any other horses until she finds and kills those stallions so she can end her bloodthirsty rampage.
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Cool story! Thumbs up!
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That storie is sooooo awesome!!! .Admin wrote:Cool story! Thumbs up!
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