Post by Steeple on Mar 23, 2008 18:59:43 GMT -5
.A.Z.E.R.I.
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.:Azeri:.
[>>]And I don’t want the world to see me, because I don’t think that they’d understand…
The blood spilt on that dreary night. The bombs hit everywhere around them, parading around them as if they were nothing but aunts. Most didn’t panic to bad; they figured it would stop before long. But it didn’t. It lasted for hours, maybe even days. No one could remember. No one wanted to remember. That was a long time ago to horses though. Only those who were old and about to die anyways could remember, and it scared their lives severely. No one even knew were the bombs come from. But that my dear is the past.
Even though that was a long time ago, Azeri is still trying to come back to the way it was. Horses weren’t the same anymore. They were the only ones who ever walked the world of Azeri, with exceptions of a few creatures such as birds. But they weren’t close and as happy any more. Instead of being one big herd like they used too, stallions started claiming lands for themselves, and claiming mares. They became the one thing they had told themselves long ago what they would never do, be like the once upon a time Earth horses. Earth though is the old Azeri. Earth was re-named to Azeri; the only creatures that were still alive were Horses and a few smaller creatures. Humans hadn’t walked this earth in millions of years, and no history was present of them, the horses didn’t even know what humans are.
But the horses had forgotten their old promises; they are going back to ancient ways.
[>>]The path I walk is in the wrong direction, there’s curses lurking in our heads but we don't want to find it…
Azeri has grown much over the year that has circled around it. The horses’ population is booming higher with each breeding seasons that come around. But with more horses inhabiting Azeri, more personalities inhabit it as well. And there are times you get the prejudice horses, only liking those of their type. So here we have it, another Light vs. Dark war that is wagering amongst us. Each wants to kill the other. While most of the Neutrals would rather be cast out from the battle, on the sideline so to speak, but to get away from the grasp of the decided alliance, they’ll need guidance to find their way out. But this isn’t all that’s wrong with Azeri, storms are brewing as well, they are far off in the future now, but the horses senses tell them its there. With the war and storms, how will the horses ever survive through this?
You Choose Your Path…
[>>]We Need A Map To Find Our Way Out…
Meanwhile, the gods that horses have come to believe were just myths their parents told them to satisfy their imagination. But the havoc among the lands, and their simple boredom, has encouraged them to come out of hiding once more. Their powers are endless, and they hide among the horses as if they were one of them. Simple words of rhyme that confuse the horses are what they use to curse or bless the horses.
What will they make of our world.
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.:Azeri:.
[>>]And I don’t want the world to see me, because I don’t think that they’d understand…
The blood spilt on that dreary night. The bombs hit everywhere around them, parading around them as if they were nothing but aunts. Most didn’t panic to bad; they figured it would stop before long. But it didn’t. It lasted for hours, maybe even days. No one could remember. No one wanted to remember. That was a long time ago to horses though. Only those who were old and about to die anyways could remember, and it scared their lives severely. No one even knew were the bombs come from. But that my dear is the past.
Even though that was a long time ago, Azeri is still trying to come back to the way it was. Horses weren’t the same anymore. They were the only ones who ever walked the world of Azeri, with exceptions of a few creatures such as birds. But they weren’t close and as happy any more. Instead of being one big herd like they used too, stallions started claiming lands for themselves, and claiming mares. They became the one thing they had told themselves long ago what they would never do, be like the once upon a time Earth horses. Earth though is the old Azeri. Earth was re-named to Azeri; the only creatures that were still alive were Horses and a few smaller creatures. Humans hadn’t walked this earth in millions of years, and no history was present of them, the horses didn’t even know what humans are.
But the horses had forgotten their old promises; they are going back to ancient ways.
[>>]The path I walk is in the wrong direction, there’s curses lurking in our heads but we don't want to find it…
Azeri has grown much over the year that has circled around it. The horses’ population is booming higher with each breeding seasons that come around. But with more horses inhabiting Azeri, more personalities inhabit it as well. And there are times you get the prejudice horses, only liking those of their type. So here we have it, another Light vs. Dark war that is wagering amongst us. Each wants to kill the other. While most of the Neutrals would rather be cast out from the battle, on the sideline so to speak, but to get away from the grasp of the decided alliance, they’ll need guidance to find their way out. But this isn’t all that’s wrong with Azeri, storms are brewing as well, they are far off in the future now, but the horses senses tell them its there. With the war and storms, how will the horses ever survive through this?
You Choose Your Path…
[>>]We Need A Map To Find Our Way Out…
Meanwhile, the gods that horses have come to believe were just myths their parents told them to satisfy their imagination. But the havoc among the lands, and their simple boredom, has encouraged them to come out of hiding once more. Their powers are endless, and they hide among the horses as if they were one of them. Simple words of rhyme that confuse the horses are what they use to curse or bless the horses.
What will they make of our world.
