Limestone Ridge

Quiet is the land here, a melodious serenade of crickets, birds, and the rushing water. Formed by sedimentary rock, the ridges are truly magnificent to the eye – a sight one will never forget. The wind is cool, blowing steadily throughout the year. During sunset and sunrise, it seems as if the Lord himself wiped his paintbrushes across the vibrant canyons.

This land is closed. It is no longer habitable.

The Herd
Alpha Stallion (none)	Alpha Mare (none)
Other Mares (none)
Colts (none)	Fillies (none)

a falling star fell from your heart
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Posted on April 30, 2011 at 03:17:31 PM by Marston

there was a boy, a very strange enchanted boy a little shy and sad of eye, but very wise was he He listens as Ayasha recites the story of her life, well aware that her anger was not directed at him. While Marston’s memories of his own mother are not exactly maternal, he does to think that the white mare would be capable of the things that Ayasha attributes to her own dam. Had Marston known that his mother was a murderer though, that might certainly have changed his perspective on her. “Here we are,” he repeats, letting her know that he has listened to her entire story. “While I can’t say I know what you’ve been through, I can promise that if I can help it, nothing like that will happen to you here.” He stretches forward slowly, trying to brush Ayasha’s shoulder soothingly with his black muzzle. M A R S T O N the greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return image by devin; stock by colourize-stock.deviantart.com

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• Where The Sun Don't Shine - By Ayasha May 1, 2011 at 09:06:26 PM

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