Post by utterdrknss on Nov 8, 2008 18:25:52 GMT -5
They Stain Me:
Soliloquy
Many Call Me:
Sol
My Crimson Flows:
Unknown
My Height Is:
16.0
I was Molded A:
Hellion
My Pelt is Stained:
Midnight Black
My Physique is:
Powerful, slender, built to succeed in life
I Have Suffered Through:
5 Summers
I Act:
My pelt just goes to prove my nature. A dark and cold master am I. I honor and respect your duty, but it doesn't mean I'm going soft. Many things have toughened me for this world, and now I have arrived...
My Life's Story:
Up is Up, and Down is Down, but wich is wich? I am so confused. The life I have lived has been a constant spiral in so many directions. I was made from a master's womb, a slave's sperm, never meeting my true father. I was casted aside, meant for slavery but my mother, the lover she was, sheltered me, claiming I was her mate's. Fighting for my right to live. He was furious, claiming I wasn't. You see, where I am darker then night itself, my father is on the other end of the spectrum, pure as snow.
There was a large debate as to where I would go, or what would become of me. My fate was decided and I was sent to the auction house, never to see my family again.
As I stood awaiting a mare, a very familar one came up to me. She was from my herd, and a slave of my mother. She came trotting up as if she was determined not to be seen. Snorting loudly, she told me to follow her. As we passed through the entrance, a large stag stopped us. Shania simply said she was here to collect young male slaves for her master, and the guard let us through.
Slyly we went back to my homelands. Excitedly I wanted to call out, but I was harshly warned against it. As I approached, my mother came trotting out, speaking quickly.
You are not a slave, as much as Zeus wants you to be, but since I am the one that birthed you, and he's not your real father, you are a master. But you cannot stay here. You must go, hurry... Go anywhere you like, just make Zeus think your dead...
So frightened I turned and ran. Ran far away. I claimed I would always go back and see my mother, though I never did. I claimed I would go back and fight Zeus, just for sending me to the dreaded place, but I never did.
I spent my life running, finally running into a hole. I got caught one day in a land that wasn't mine, and I paid for it harshly. I came out one bloody mess, but learning my lesson. I would never let another horse step all over me, never let a master stain my coat. I walked into this life, a poor and defensless colt, but now, the world has made me the devil in his true form....
Thy Picture:
coming soon...
I Pledge Thy Manner To:
Mastery
Soliloquy
Many Call Me:
Sol
My Crimson Flows:
Unknown
My Height Is:
16.0
I was Molded A:
Hellion
My Pelt is Stained:
Midnight Black
My Physique is:
Powerful, slender, built to succeed in life
I Have Suffered Through:
5 Summers
I Act:
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"
Thanks for the memories
even though they weren't so great
"He tastes like you only sweeter"
One night, yeah, and one more time
Thanks for the memories, thanks for the memories
"He, he tastes like you only sweeter"
My pelt just goes to prove my nature. A dark and cold master am I. I honor and respect your duty, but it doesn't mean I'm going soft. Many things have toughened me for this world, and now I have arrived...
My Life's Story:
Up is Up, and Down is Down, but wich is wich? I am so confused. The life I have lived has been a constant spiral in so many directions. I was made from a master's womb, a slave's sperm, never meeting my true father. I was casted aside, meant for slavery but my mother, the lover she was, sheltered me, claiming I was her mate's. Fighting for my right to live. He was furious, claiming I wasn't. You see, where I am darker then night itself, my father is on the other end of the spectrum, pure as snow.
There was a large debate as to where I would go, or what would become of me. My fate was decided and I was sent to the auction house, never to see my family again.
As I stood awaiting a mare, a very familar one came up to me. She was from my herd, and a slave of my mother. She came trotting up as if she was determined not to be seen. Snorting loudly, she told me to follow her. As we passed through the entrance, a large stag stopped us. Shania simply said she was here to collect young male slaves for her master, and the guard let us through.
Slyly we went back to my homelands. Excitedly I wanted to call out, but I was harshly warned against it. As I approached, my mother came trotting out, speaking quickly.
You are not a slave, as much as Zeus wants you to be, but since I am the one that birthed you, and he's not your real father, you are a master. But you cannot stay here. You must go, hurry... Go anywhere you like, just make Zeus think your dead...
So frightened I turned and ran. Ran far away. I claimed I would always go back and see my mother, though I never did. I claimed I would go back and fight Zeus, just for sending me to the dreaded place, but I never did.
I spent my life running, finally running into a hole. I got caught one day in a land that wasn't mine, and I paid for it harshly. I came out one bloody mess, but learning my lesson. I would never let another horse step all over me, never let a master stain my coat. I walked into this life, a poor and defensless colt, but now, the world has made me the devil in his true form....
Thy Picture:
coming soon...
I Pledge Thy Manner To:
Mastery
