The quiet serenity of this place is the first thing you notice as you wander into its embracing hold. Captivated, you look around you. Sunlight filters through the trees, pooling in golden warmth around the ground. Long legged foals bask in their youth, frolicking with each other in the meadows. The protection of Brighton lays over this land, and it remains a safe haven for any who seek shelter, though it cannot be used as a permanent home. i ask for wealth
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Posted on April 1, 2012 at 02:02:09 PM by Primonetta

i ask for wealth, i ask for fame i ask for glory to shine on my name

“My, my. He must be new. Usually I know all the stallions around here.” Attention turned to the other mare. “You, on the other hand, are not.” Pri, as usual wasted no time in barging right into a new situation. She liked to lurk the Vistas, searching out new members for the Valkyries. None of the mares around today seemed suitable, either they already had homes or wouldn’t suit the mentality of the all-female herd. And so she had turned to one of her other favourite pastimes, meeting the stallions she didn’t already know. She was far from a man hater, but neither did she need their companionship. The way she saw it, she did the stallions a favour. They could have an intelligent conversation with her and not worry about being sized up as a potential mate. The large draft boy had been an obvious choice. First off, he was alone. Second, he didn’t seem to have any personality issues so far. He hadn’t come bugling in, asserting his dominance. Perhaps she could have an entertaining afternoon after all. Some stallions were lured in by her body, some by her mind. Those amused her. Just as amusing were the ones who tried not to be. Hoof Prince was her ground, she knew all its secrets, all its hidden corners. And she was determined now to find out just what kind of man the black and white stallion was. So she had approached him, sure in her step and spoken with no further ado, declaring his newness to the land to both himself and the other mare who had also approached. “So tell me bub, what’s your story? It seems all the newcomers have interesting ones. And you are awfully by yourself over here. You haven’t been hit up by mare for coital relations or a kingdom spot?” She eyed the other mare. “Or, at least not yet. Might just be a matter of time.” A sweet smile was aimed as she stopped before him, near the other mare, her eyes calculating how they would respond to her, her words, her motions. “Primonetta.” It was spoken with decisiveness, it could only be her name. She spoke to both this time, mare and stallion. They hadn’t asked, but with Pri it was seldom needed. She was forward, she was brash, and undeniably charming or cunning when the time called for it.

i ask for love i can possess

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• but they've always worked for me. - By addiKt April 1, 2012 at 07:14:28 PM
  i ask for fame - By Primonetta April 6, 2012 at 12:43:30 PM
  Give me a Bloody smile - By Schuldig April 6, 2012 at 05:33:39 PM
  I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone.... - By April 13, 2012 at 06:28:01 PM
  I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone.... - By April 13, 2012 at 06:27:23 PM
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