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you can't break what's already shattered
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Posted on February 26, 2011 at 10:12:43 PM by Broken Dreams
Broken Dreams:
( I have nothing left for you to shatter )
Grandeur:
( the saddest song you will ever sing )
Power coursed through his veins. The black obsidian horn he had been graced with for his hard work shown dark and bright, with a small ball of light burning at the midnight tip. The rise through the elements was exhilarating, he enjoyed the fruits of his labors. The crystalline horn was a most unexpected gift, but he wore it with pride, with happiness. He was coming a long ways, and he knew he still a much higher ladder to climb. As much as he enjoyed his power, he was composed enough and mannered enough to not become drunk off it.
Contentment, happiness, and love consumed his heart, caused his horn to glow with the light power Galadriel had granted him, caused the flames along his spine to flicker and dance to a faster beat and burn brighter... He was about to gain a third element, have another god call his name; he had a handsome son, and although he could not hear, he was perfect in his eyes; and, he had fallen in love with the most beautiful mare in all the lands, and was her mate: Solaris. Her name, the very thought of her, made his stone heart melt.
Things could not be better in this particular moment. Little does Broken know, however, that he has a half brother, one that is unknown to him, but the other knows of him very well...
Winding down the now familiar pathway to Delphinium's house, he stopped outside the perfect white picket fence, and nickered out to her. He looked at the silver plant Arianah had given the powerful woman, and he longed to be able to simply create something something like that for her. That way, any time she tended to her garden, she would think of her friend, maybe even consider him a dear friend at that point.
( only dreams that are torn and tattered )
*~*
( will be the one I won’t be hearing )
{5yrs} .Swedish Warmblood. {16.3 HANDS} . Alpha Stallion of Distant Peaks.
{Grandeur ~Anaxandra} {.I'm Judith.}
|Fire IV|Light IV|
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Broken Dreams-
“Speech”
Thoughts
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Grandeur-
Speech
Thoughts
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