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.
a delicate balance
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Posted on May 18, 2011 at 08:06:13 PM by Sarang
SARANG | Sarang's elation at finally seeing Marston was toned down when she saw his expression, and she knew there was no need to pass on whatever message the winged stranger brought. When she heard his words she felt not an ounce of sadness. She had been on the go pretty much her entire life. Besides, she never could get a good footing on the ridges and ended up spending most of her time down by the meadows. It actually would be pretty be nice to move to a new place. Sarang smiled softly at Marston's last sentence. Such consideration and kindness is rare in stallions, and she is reminded yet again that she made the right choice. Taking a step forward, she lowered her head and gave him a gentle nuzzle.
"Don't be sorry. I'll go wherever you go." Sarang said softly, her blue eyes locking onto his. She meant what she said, and she's just glad he's back. | mare | 3 | silver bay roan splash | mustang/warmblood unforeseen |
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