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Post by Vast Darkness on Feb 11, 2007 4:17:34 GMT -5
They call me: Vast Darkness They shortened it: Darkness They made me: fae I have endure: 4 winters They Bred me: Quarter horse I face to wards: the pale moon. They painted me: Black They Stretched me: 15.2hh They erased: A star on my head I am mean, I am selfish, I believe the only reason why faes are here are to be foal bearers and the only reason why stallions are here are to be protectors.
Example Post/History: The fae arose from the ground looking at the sky she saw it was painted a light blue. The vinx leaped of the ground cantering around the meadow. Her hooves hardly touching the ground like a Pegasus would. The tassels waved in the wind, her dial was higher then it had ever been before. But not all was well, the fae quickly halted. She could hear the sound of a pack a angry wolves, her family called to her, asking her to help. the sky started to throw balls of ice down upon the earth. The mare was being torn to shreds by the ice, trying to save her family the wolves pulled her away. The vinx took off, daggers pounding in the ground, such a fae had never galloped so fast. She halted in the darkness of a tree, her family was gone she had no where to go. The evil side crept up on her and pelted away and good inside her body. That day she became a dark Vinx.
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Post by S p i r i t on Feb 11, 2007 4:18:15 GMT -5
Accepted
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