Post by Flame on Feb 8, 2010 19:39:19 GMT -5
Winter/Summer/Spring/Autumn
Oh ominous place spellbound and unchild-proofed
My least favorite chill to bare alone
Compatriots in place they'd cringe if I told you
Our best back-pocket secret our bond full-blown
The Four mares moved as a group. The most beautiful of them, the white mare, was in the lead, followed closely, by a golden mare, as well as a red and a gray mare. Each seemed to be in their own world as they walked. Each was beautiful, each was both in the small band, and each was on their own.
Winter stopped when she found a group of trees and watched the other three as they situated themselves. Her blue eyes were hard and dangerous. She was to protect her sisters, and protect them she would. Her White pelt made her stand out in the grass, but she didn’t care.
Summer stopped and laid down as soon as they stopped under a small group of trees. She was young and tired. Her blue eyes followed her oldest sister, and her golden pet also made her stand out, but somehow she fit in.
Spring stood still watching her sisters. She took care of them, and loved them all. She smiled at her twin, who had started to practice her fighting. After a moment the Gray mare moved to her youngest sisters side and laid down next to her, with a slight huff.
Autumn’s deep red coat caught in the sun, making her bronze. She danced the dance of death, against unseen foes. She wasn’t tired and needed to train… That was all that she thought about as she practiced.
I am a magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
I am a wunderkind oh oh oh oooooh
I am a pioneer naive enough to believe this
I am a princess on the way to my throne
Oh ominous place spellbound and unchild-proofed
My least favorite chill to bare alone
Compatriots in place they'd cringe if I told you
Our best back-pocket secret our bond full-blown
The Four mares moved as a group. The most beautiful of them, the white mare, was in the lead, followed closely, by a golden mare, as well as a red and a gray mare. Each seemed to be in their own world as they walked. Each was beautiful, each was both in the small band, and each was on their own.
Winter stopped when she found a group of trees and watched the other three as they situated themselves. Her blue eyes were hard and dangerous. She was to protect her sisters, and protect them she would. Her White pelt made her stand out in the grass, but she didn’t care.
Summer stopped and laid down as soon as they stopped under a small group of trees. She was young and tired. Her blue eyes followed her oldest sister, and her golden pet also made her stand out, but somehow she fit in.
Spring stood still watching her sisters. She took care of them, and loved them all. She smiled at her twin, who had started to practice her fighting. After a moment the Gray mare moved to her youngest sisters side and laid down next to her, with a slight huff.
Autumn’s deep red coat caught in the sun, making her bronze. She danced the dance of death, against unseen foes. She wasn’t tired and needed to train… That was all that she thought about as she practiced.
I am a magnet for all kinds of deeper wonderment
I am a wunderkind oh oh oh oooooh
I am a pioneer naive enough to believe this
I am a princess on the way to my throne