07-26-2017, 07:30 PM
ORION'S BELT
The stallion is patient, ever patient. Why wouldn't he be, he does after all have an eternity. The mare speaks and he listens to her attentively. It was her decision after all. She accepts his proposition and he smiles happily. She seems anxious but for other reasons he is well aware. He nods in acknowledgement and is quick to respond. "Ye have done plenty. Hurry along now. I know thy way. We shall be fine," he looks to the colt now speaking. A grateful thanks crosses his lips.
The large stallion lowers his head to the child's level before speaking gentle tones, "Come. We have a walk ahead of us My Son." He turns to face the western lands. The golden hues of their destination before him now, "Ye see those brilliant colors Rhysand. Upon thee horizon. That be our home now." He steps forward to lead the way...
Home.
The large stallion lowers his head to the child's level before speaking gentle tones, "Come. We have a walk ahead of us My Son." He turns to face the western lands. The golden hues of their destination before him now, "Ye see those brilliant colors Rhysand. Upon thee horizon. That be our home now." He steps forward to lead the way...
Home.
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I'll post a starter thread in Sylva