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Nov 12, 2006 23:27:45 GMT -5
Post by .Dragon. on Nov 12, 2006 23:27:45 GMT -5
Memory looked off to the far horizon. I wish I could believe that.... she whispered, watching the sun dip steadily lower toward the horizon line. I really, really wish I could believe that. How could we be Neutral anymore if there's no other side? Perhaps we would still act the same but with no other side to pull us away from the victors we would have to call ourselves by their Alliance. Then, after our children's children seeing long years of only the one side, they would inevitably become what we were not. They would change and the Neutral Alliance would be finished. She closed her dark eyes and took a deep breath. This topic was beginning to whisper horrible things to her subconscious mind....
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Nov 13, 2006 16:10:46 GMT -5
Post by tolouse on Nov 13, 2006 16:10:46 GMT -5
Crypt followed her gaze, hearing her words she said, No, that will not happen, it doesn't matter how many other sides there are. That won't happen, years of seeing only one side would not change a horse, Thats like saying if you only ever saw grass for years on end then you would become it. We are a strong race, and I know in my heart that no matter what happens we will survive through it. The darks pretend to be vicious but they have love in their hearts. The lights are going against all they believe in fighting this war. We will always stay true to our alliance, true to ouselves. You will see, Crypt finished.
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Nov 14, 2006 21:04:33 GMT -5
Post by .Dragon. on Nov 14, 2006 21:04:33 GMT -5
Memory took in a deep, silent breath. Her eyes flickered open gently and she stared at the blue skies of far away. She wished she could believe what Crypt was saying, but it didn't occur to her how it was possible. The other mare's stare-at-grass,-become-grass example seemed to be off topic, but Memory admired her steedfast loyalty to her Alliance. As much as this war was horrible and should be stopped....the bay mare hoped it would last forever; hoped it would save them from the erosion of their Alliance. From the erosion of themselves.
Suddenly, a thought hit her. Who were we? she asked quietly, slowly. Who were we before the War began, I wonder? What was the great problem that caused them to split into Light and Dark Alliances and us to stand aside, the undecided Neutrals? Who are we really, deep down inside?
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Nov 15, 2006 0:00:42 GMT -5
Post by tolouse on Nov 15, 2006 0:00:42 GMT -5
Crypt watche the thoughtfulness and sadness in Memorys eyes and began also to wonder. Was what she was saying true? Was Memory right to say that the war was good for thier alliance in ways? Maybe what Crypt had been brought up to believe was wrong. She had never before questioned herself this way. How could this one mare mess with her head in this way. It was amazing the power Memorys eyes had. The second Crypt had seen the meaning behind her eyes she had begun to understand Memorys way of thinking. Her head filled with contradicting thoughts, so much so she thought it would explode.
Hearing Memorys questioned cleared all those other thoughts from her mind, as if her voice had cleansed it. Crypt thought deeply about the question and after a minute on silence she replied, I truly do not know, maybe we were cross breeds, with parents of both alliances that could not choose between thoer mother and father. Maybe we just got sick of the fighting. Or maybe, maybe our ancestors were cut deeply with the pain and sorrow from the war and decided to save thier families that pain by leaving forever, abandoning the fight and giving up hope in ever stopping the endless torment. Crypt replied thopughtfully her mind dwelling on the last answer, what if she was right? What if thier ancestors were painstricken cowards? What if?
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Nov 15, 2006 19:20:09 GMT -5
Post by .Dragon. on Nov 15, 2006 19:20:09 GMT -5
She nodded slowly then smiled sadly and tried to lighten the mood. Enough of this depressing talk. she said after a moment. We should be celebrating your arrival, not worrying about the war and it's effect of on us and our ancestors.
The bay mare trotted forward to nip Crypt lightly on the shoulder and canter away. You're it! she cried playfully, letting her slightly immature side shine for just a little while.
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Nov 16, 2006 3:38:42 GMT -5
Post by tolouse on Nov 16, 2006 3:38:42 GMT -5
Crypt looked sadly at the ground, so deep in her own thoughts she did not hear the marers words. The light nip on her shoulder brought her back to the land of the living and she reared up playfully as the other mare cantered away. Letting out a whinney of joy she galloped after Memory and quickly caught up with her. Crypt attempted to lightly nip her rump and kept galloping forward, not bothering with words. Crypt tossed her head into the air, banner flying proudly over her withers, whipcord billowing out behind as she ran joyously.
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Formerly Kajika. I decided that name was getting old ;)
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Nov 17, 2006 18:04:11 GMT -5
Post by .Dragon. on Nov 17, 2006 18:04:11 GMT -5
Memory laughed and ran harder to try and evade Crypt's nip but she was caught anyway and turned quickly to chase the other. Run away, Crypt, but I will catch you sooner or later! she cried as she ran in a tight 'u' shape to run after her friend.
((sorry it's so short ut my muse is beating me with a stick right now...*gets out sword and chases muse around the room*))
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Nov 17, 2006 18:13:14 GMT -5
Post by tolouse on Nov 17, 2006 18:13:14 GMT -5
Crypt sped away as fast as she could go and made a flying leap over a river that stood in her way. Crypt ran up a rocky cliff easily. She was agile and found the cliff simple to handle. After getting to a good hieght Crypt lept back down to the ground and galloped away into a forest, dodging through trees as she ran.
((Join the club *Takes out bow and arrow and tries to shoot muse*))
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