05-28-2019, 06:04 PM
<link href='https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Thasadith|Mr+Dafoe' rel='stylesheet' type='text/css'> <style type="text/css"> .aziz_container { position: relative; z-index: 1; background: #000; width: 600px; padding: 0 0 0 0; border: solid 2px #000; box-shadow: 0px 0px 10px 1px #000; } .aziz_container p { margin: 0; } .aziz_image { position: relative; z-index: 4; width: 600px; } .aziz_divider { position: relative; z-index: 4; width: 500px; } .aziz_text { position: relative; z-index: 6; width: 560px; margin-top: -150px; margin-bottom: 20px; } .aziz_message { position: relative; font: 12px 'Times New Roman', serif; text-align: justify; color: #b7afaf; padding: 40px; line-height: 1.3em; } .aziz_quote { text-align: center; color: #b7afaf; font: 25px 'Mr Dafoe', cursive; padding-bottom: 40px; letter-spacing: 5px; line-height: 0.4em; } .aziz_name { text-align: center; color: #1d1d1b; font: 100px 'Thasadith', sans-serif; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 40px; padding: 30px 0 0 40px; line-height: 0.1em; } </style> <center> <div class="aziz_container"> <img class="aziz_image" src="https://i.postimg.cc/g285S8kf/aziz.png"> <div class="aziz_text"> <img class="aziz_divider" src="https://i.postimg.cc/C1RLfcS3/crown.png"> <p class="aziz_message"> The image of a meadow suddenly appears in the stallion's head, brightly lit as the scene unfolds itself in a film-like manner, bright colours making his headache as he stumbles for a moment.
The stallion exits his earthen dome, emerging into an array of colours, dimly lit by small rays of sunlight that bend and twist through the Sylvan canopy. The dome created of soil and rock slowly begins to crumble as Aziz takes a step away, his focus now on the meadow rather than what he had created. The stallion lifts his leg and allows it to fall back down, colliding with the earth as the dome-like structure falls in the same way, ending up as a small pile of earth.
The stallion cannot resist investigating the image, it wasn't often that random images appeared in his head after all, unless he was going insane, which was highly probable at this point.
Aziz sets off from Sylva at a fast pace, he wouldn't want to miss anything interesting going on, he quite liked peculiar occurrences in Beqanna, they caused an intrigue that needed to be satisfied.
Travel wasn't particularly all that interesting to the male, but finding new earthly materials to work with was rather fascinating, new minerals and rock types at his fingertips, ready to create vast mountains of earth at his disposal.
Soon enough the stallion reaches the forest, his body weaving through the tall trees that cower over him, casting a shadow over his body.
The canopy above is thick and lets little light through, allowing smaller critters to thrive in the foliage, only showing in times of vulnerability.
The thick smell of blossoming flowers greets the stallion as he reaches the edge of the meadow, his head poking through the thick barrage of trees as he takes a look around his surroundings.
The stallion wanders into the meadow cautiously, looking around curiously as he spots other horses standing close "Interesting" he mutters, his eyes trailing over all the other horses as he comes close.
</p> <p class="aziz_name">Aziz</p> <p class="aziz_quote">—lost and forgotten—</p> </div> </div> </center>
The stallion exits his earthen dome, emerging into an array of colours, dimly lit by small rays of sunlight that bend and twist through the Sylvan canopy. The dome created of soil and rock slowly begins to crumble as Aziz takes a step away, his focus now on the meadow rather than what he had created. The stallion lifts his leg and allows it to fall back down, colliding with the earth as the dome-like structure falls in the same way, ending up as a small pile of earth.
The stallion cannot resist investigating the image, it wasn't often that random images appeared in his head after all, unless he was going insane, which was highly probable at this point.
Aziz sets off from Sylva at a fast pace, he wouldn't want to miss anything interesting going on, he quite liked peculiar occurrences in Beqanna, they caused an intrigue that needed to be satisfied.
Travel wasn't particularly all that interesting to the male, but finding new earthly materials to work with was rather fascinating, new minerals and rock types at his fingertips, ready to create vast mountains of earth at his disposal.
Soon enough the stallion reaches the forest, his body weaving through the tall trees that cower over him, casting a shadow over his body.
The canopy above is thick and lets little light through, allowing smaller critters to thrive in the foliage, only showing in times of vulnerability.
The thick smell of blossoming flowers greets the stallion as he reaches the edge of the meadow, his head poking through the thick barrage of trees as he takes a look around his surroundings.
The stallion wanders into the meadow cautiously, looking around curiously as he spots other horses standing close "Interesting" he mutters, his eyes trailing over all the other horses as he comes close.
</p> <p class="aziz_name">Aziz</p> <p class="aziz_quote">—lost and forgotten—</p> </div> </div> </center>
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