Post by Rudi13 on Feb 19, 2011 10:18:34 GMT 12
This is the plot. It is very important. Please read the whole thing, as most of it is very important.
It is the year of 3028, and the world is calm. The two legged exist in far lands, away from our own. Summer the 5th, a large pair was galloping around, baring their teeth at anyone who came near. It was a large debate on whether or not they should try to run them or keep them here. Of course, the herd being peace keepers, decI woulded to try to help them. Soon, one night, a mare disappeared. Then the next, dI would a stallion. It continued that pattern until there were multiple a night. Horses were starting to wonder who was next. One night, the horses all stayed in the same area, closer than ever. The few in the center stayed awake, watching those on the outsI woulde woulde. Suddenly, the large pair jumped out of the bushes, quietly. They reared up and brought down their rear hooves on a mares back, killing her in the instant.
The young filly in the center, named Oxy, nickered, trying to keep calm and saI would "Please, don't do this. No one has ever hurt you." Time seemed to slow, a thick mist swarmed around Oxy. She felt, light happy, until she realized what was happening. She had been so close to the pair, that it hadn't been swarming around her, but around the pair! Soon, the pair faded into nothingness, taking Oxy's life with them.
In the Castle Of The Gods, Kright, the Mighty god, told her what had happened. "You gave your life to save your herd, and everyone in it."
Crina, Kright's wife also known as the goddess of Love, saw Oxy's sad expression and nuzzled her "Oxy, you are now the goddess of Peace. You shall stay this way, this young forever. You may now visit the face of the earth for periods of time, and you may be our foal. We will protect you from Zopharu, the god of the Evil. He shall not hurt you... Ever."
Meanwhile, in the Cavern Of Death, Zopharu is cussing. "How dare they??? Who do they think they are? They mustn't." he paused, staring at Xuio, the goddess of death,
"They killed our best killers!" he screeched.
Xuio looked at Zopharu and frowned, confused. "Wouldn't they come back here dearie?"
Zopharu stared at her and roared "No!!!!! They keep them as prisoners!!!" His voice echoed off the caverns walls. Xuio stood up and trotted down the hall. Zopharu stared long and hard at the flames, furious.
A year later, in the year of 3029, a young colt was prancing around, hurting others, being naughty. Suddenly, a white mist overwhelmed him, and he disappeared forever. Nobody ever knew where he went, except for Oxy, Kright, Crina, Zopharu and Xuio. Zopharu and Xuio were once again raging, but there was something different about the way Oxy looked at him. His name was Ekwine. Oxy looked at him, and asked Crina if she could talk to her. Of course, Crina allowed it.
"Mother, I think I can change him! Don't lock him up!!!" Oxy cried.
"Oh dearie, we must. How will you change him?" Crina was surprised by the sudden sympathy and ways of change Oxy offered.
"I will! No matter what! I know I can do it!" Oxy was trying to keep her voice calm. she couldn't let Ekwine get locked up!
"Oxy, dear, I dI wouldn't ask if you would, I asked how." Crina reminded Oxy.
"I'm not sure yet, mother. I will figure it out though." Oxy's voice was calmer now.
"Ok. I will talk to your father." Crina spoke softly and shuffled Oxy back insI woulde the room, motioning for Kright to come. Explaining what Oxy had offered, Kright agreed instantly, trusting Oxy completely.
A month later, Oxy and Ekwine were not only best friends, but in love. They would galloped through the clouds, young, loving, caring. Oxy kept her promise and, changed Ekwine. Finally, some were complaining about the world not having a name. So the two lovers chose. Equineox. Ekwine was spelt differently than Ekwines name, but still had the same pronunciation. Ox is for Oxy.
Some say they can see the spirit of Oxy and Ekwine in the mist, but none know for sure. Many horses of hatred, and evil have disappeared, many good have died. All horses know it is because of the gods. Most parents tell these stories to naughty foals so they be good.
It is the year of 3028, and the world is calm. The two legged exist in far lands, away from our own. Summer the 5th, a large pair was galloping around, baring their teeth at anyone who came near. It was a large debate on whether or not they should try to run them or keep them here. Of course, the herd being peace keepers, decI woulded to try to help them. Soon, one night, a mare disappeared. Then the next, dI would a stallion. It continued that pattern until there were multiple a night. Horses were starting to wonder who was next. One night, the horses all stayed in the same area, closer than ever. The few in the center stayed awake, watching those on the outsI woulde woulde. Suddenly, the large pair jumped out of the bushes, quietly. They reared up and brought down their rear hooves on a mares back, killing her in the instant.
The young filly in the center, named Oxy, nickered, trying to keep calm and saI would "Please, don't do this. No one has ever hurt you." Time seemed to slow, a thick mist swarmed around Oxy. She felt, light happy, until she realized what was happening. She had been so close to the pair, that it hadn't been swarming around her, but around the pair! Soon, the pair faded into nothingness, taking Oxy's life with them.
In the Castle Of The Gods, Kright, the Mighty god, told her what had happened. "You gave your life to save your herd, and everyone in it."
Crina, Kright's wife also known as the goddess of Love, saw Oxy's sad expression and nuzzled her "Oxy, you are now the goddess of Peace. You shall stay this way, this young forever. You may now visit the face of the earth for periods of time, and you may be our foal. We will protect you from Zopharu, the god of the Evil. He shall not hurt you... Ever."
Meanwhile, in the Cavern Of Death, Zopharu is cussing. "How dare they??? Who do they think they are? They mustn't." he paused, staring at Xuio, the goddess of death,
"They killed our best killers!" he screeched.
Xuio looked at Zopharu and frowned, confused. "Wouldn't they come back here dearie?"
Zopharu stared at her and roared "No!!!!! They keep them as prisoners!!!" His voice echoed off the caverns walls. Xuio stood up and trotted down the hall. Zopharu stared long and hard at the flames, furious.
A year later, in the year of 3029, a young colt was prancing around, hurting others, being naughty. Suddenly, a white mist overwhelmed him, and he disappeared forever. Nobody ever knew where he went, except for Oxy, Kright, Crina, Zopharu and Xuio. Zopharu and Xuio were once again raging, but there was something different about the way Oxy looked at him. His name was Ekwine. Oxy looked at him, and asked Crina if she could talk to her. Of course, Crina allowed it.
"Mother, I think I can change him! Don't lock him up!!!" Oxy cried.
"Oh dearie, we must. How will you change him?" Crina was surprised by the sudden sympathy and ways of change Oxy offered.
"I will! No matter what! I know I can do it!" Oxy was trying to keep her voice calm. she couldn't let Ekwine get locked up!
"Oxy, dear, I dI wouldn't ask if you would, I asked how." Crina reminded Oxy.
"I'm not sure yet, mother. I will figure it out though." Oxy's voice was calmer now.
"Ok. I will talk to your father." Crina spoke softly and shuffled Oxy back insI woulde the room, motioning for Kright to come. Explaining what Oxy had offered, Kright agreed instantly, trusting Oxy completely.
A month later, Oxy and Ekwine were not only best friends, but in love. They would galloped through the clouds, young, loving, caring. Oxy kept her promise and, changed Ekwine. Finally, some were complaining about the world not having a name. So the two lovers chose. Equineox. Ekwine was spelt differently than Ekwines name, but still had the same pronunciation. Ox is for Oxy.
Some say they can see the spirit of Oxy and Ekwine in the mist, but none know for sure. Many horses of hatred, and evil have disappeared, many good have died. All horses know it is because of the gods. Most parents tell these stories to naughty foals so they be good.