Falls
Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.
Posted on July 29, 2016 at 10:10:50 PM by PSYCHEDELiC
This was good, thought Psychedelic. His heart swelled once Kendry admitted he supported Psychedelic’s venture to one day assume control of the Lagoon. For the entirety of his life Psychedelic hadn’t been a matter of importance to anyone – his mother was too in love with his father and his father was too in love with himself – it was nice to really feel like he had a bond with someone. No homo. A twist of a grin met his mouth as he disregarded the comment which echoed in his mind. Someone actually cared what he was about and had actually missed his company when he was gone. It was pretty nice to actually feel wanted. Psychedelic spared Kendry a glance as the large stallion started forward with an energetic kick and, influenced by his companion’s exuberance, Psychedelic threw up his head and surged forward with much the same enthusiasm. It didn’t matter where they were going or what they were getting up to. Psychedelic might have followed Kendry anywhere his much larger brother went – even to the damnable Salem with its endless stretch of sand and hot, baking sun. Instead the pair wound through the well-known forestry of Crossing Isle and Psychedelic’s ears rotated this way and that, catching little clips of sound through the trees of other horses milling about and minding their business. Everything appeared an opportunity with a mischievous mindset. Psychedelic turned an eye to Kendry as his brother pulled up short, the falls tumbling down in the far distance. With an ear flick he caught the words and considered Luthien and what mysteries it could behold. “I’ve never gone – there or Tinuvel.” The same mischievous little smile he’d shown previously turned his lips. “Let me know when you go, I’d like to see what’s going on over there.” Psychedelic paused for a moment and glanced at Kendry. “I make some frequent trips to Atlantis. You ever been over there? It’s beautiful, man; especially when it’s winter here.” The only thing to rival Psychedelic’s hatred of winter was his hatred of Salem and both held a pretty close tie. WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE, WE'RE THE VOICE IN YOUR HEAD |
Replies:
- AND SO IT BEGINS - By YEVA August 5, 2016 at 12:08:43 PM
- and I can’t resist - By kendry August 5, 2016 at 05:18:28 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC August 5, 2016 at 06:04:23 PM
- kočka myši nenechá, liška slepic a vlk ovec - By Božena August 5, 2016 at 10:13:00 PM
- AND SO IT BEGINS - By YEVA August 8, 2016 at 10:58:47 PM
- and I can’t resist - By kendry August 10, 2016 at 09:40:12 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC August 11, 2016 at 04:50:00 PM
- lépe jest v samotě býti, nežli spolek se zlými míti - By Božena August 11, 2016 at 10:12:42 PM
- AND SO IT BEGINS - By YEVA September 5, 2016 at 11:18:22 AM
- and I can’t resist - By kendry September 6, 2016 at 05:03:30 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC September 12, 2016 at 05:24:36 PM
- Kočka myši nenechá, liška slepic a vlk ovec - By Božena September 20, 2016 at 04:38:04 PM
- AND SO IT BEGINS - By YEVA September 27, 2016 at 07:14:28 PM
- Kočka myši nenechá, liška slepic a vlk ovec - By Božena September 20, 2016 at 04:38:04 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC September 12, 2016 at 05:24:36 PM
- and I can’t resist - By kendry September 6, 2016 at 05:03:30 PM
- AND SO IT BEGINS - By YEVA September 5, 2016 at 11:18:22 AM
- lépe jest v samotě býti, nežli spolek se zlými míti - By Božena August 11, 2016 at 10:12:42 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC August 11, 2016 at 04:50:00 PM
- and I can’t resist - By kendry August 10, 2016 at 09:40:12 PM
- AND SO IT BEGINS - By YEVA August 8, 2016 at 10:58:47 PM
- kočka myši nenechá, liška slepic a vlk ovec - By Božena August 5, 2016 at 10:13:00 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELiC August 5, 2016 at 06:04:23 PM
- and I can’t resist - By kendry August 5, 2016 at 05:18:28 PM
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