Post by Soloro {My Sassy Girl} on Sept 30, 2007 21:57:38 GMT -5
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Name: Broken Dreams
Age: 5
Species: Horse
Breed: Thoroughbred
Gender: Mare
Color: Chestnut
Side: Lights
Personality: Dreams is a mysterious horse. She`s normally a loner, but will sometimes go out of her way to speak with other horses. Often snappish, she is sometimes thought for a Dark. Get on her good side, and you`ve made a friend for life. Loyal and dependable, she`ll stick with you till death. She is a good mother, but has only born one foal.
History: Born to two Light parents, though she never knew her sire. Her mother died when she was only a few hours old. But not before she was named Broken Dreams. She has no idea why she has been named what she has, and used to ponder the thought constantly. Now, however, she doesn`t. She`s put it behind her.
After her mother died, she was taken in by a mare named Ghastly, who`d lost her own foal. Dreams grew fast, and when she was a yearling left Ghastly, too venture out on her own.
She was taken by a wild stallion, and stayed with him for about a year and a half. In the first week, she was courted by him, and a year later bore a grey colt, who she named Arizona Outlaw. When he was 6 months old, she left the herd.
She now walks the lonely road, with only her shadow for company.
Will you take the plunge into the murky waters of a misunderstood mare, or leave her be?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's messed up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone
I walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...
Hoofbeats went unheard, muffled in the sand somewhat and carefully measured by the mare in charge of the casters of sound. The land around her was bathed in silver, and the red-gold coat shone. Her ears were pricked, and her eyes wary. It was plain that she was ready for anything and everything.
She moved gracefully without trying, something most mares were able to do. Even without wanting too. Hardened muscles slid under the slick coat, and she somehow managed to capture the look that said plainly, "I may be a mare, but I`m as tough as any stallion." She had the muscular build of a stallion, and the slim, dainty look of a mare all at once.
Her head was held high with pride as she walked. She came to a stop, and looked behind her. Nothing. Nothing at all. The wind had swept away her hoofprints, leaving no trace. Good. That was the way she wanted things.
Name: Broken Dreams
Age: 5
Species: Horse
Breed: Thoroughbred
Gender: Mare
Color: Chestnut
Side: Lights
Personality: Dreams is a mysterious horse. She`s normally a loner, but will sometimes go out of her way to speak with other horses. Often snappish, she is sometimes thought for a Dark. Get on her good side, and you`ve made a friend for life. Loyal and dependable, she`ll stick with you till death. She is a good mother, but has only born one foal.
History: Born to two Light parents, though she never knew her sire. Her mother died when she was only a few hours old. But not before she was named Broken Dreams. She has no idea why she has been named what she has, and used to ponder the thought constantly. Now, however, she doesn`t. She`s put it behind her.
After her mother died, she was taken in by a mare named Ghastly, who`d lost her own foal. Dreams grew fast, and when she was a yearling left Ghastly, too venture out on her own.
She was taken by a wild stallion, and stayed with him for about a year and a half. In the first week, she was courted by him, and a year later bore a grey colt, who she named Arizona Outlaw. When he was 6 months old, she left the herd.
She now walks the lonely road, with only her shadow for company.
Will you take the plunge into the murky waters of a misunderstood mare, or leave her be?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I walk a lonely road
The only one that I have ever known
Don't know where it goes
But it's home to me and I walk alone
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
and I'm the only one and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I'm walking down the line
That divides me somewhere in my mind
On the border line
Of the edge and where I walk alone
Read between the lines
What's messed up and everything's alright
Check my vital signs
To know I'm still alive and I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk alone
I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone
Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah
Ah-ah, Ah-ah
I walk alone
I walk a...
I walk this empty street
On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams
Where the city sleeps
And I'm the only one and I walk a...
My shadow's the only one that walks beside me
My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating
Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me
'Til then I walk alone...
Hoofbeats went unheard, muffled in the sand somewhat and carefully measured by the mare in charge of the casters of sound. The land around her was bathed in silver, and the red-gold coat shone. Her ears were pricked, and her eyes wary. It was plain that she was ready for anything and everything.
She moved gracefully without trying, something most mares were able to do. Even without wanting too. Hardened muscles slid under the slick coat, and she somehow managed to capture the look that said plainly, "I may be a mare, but I`m as tough as any stallion." She had the muscular build of a stallion, and the slim, dainty look of a mare all at once.
Her head was held high with pride as she walked. She came to a stop, and looked behind her. Nothing. Nothing at all. The wind had swept away her hoofprints, leaving no trace. Good. That was the way she wanted things.
