04-04-2015, 04:45 PM
Fluttering through the sands,
Orphax catches a stallion by her gaze,
Angered yet maybe troubled he stands,
Orphax has but one question to raise.
Orphax galloped reluctantly over to the perturbed looking stallion as to not seem to eager to meet with him. Maybe if she could make just one friend in this new land maybe she can get somewhere.
"I am Orphax the young,
I must ask what troubles you much,
Perhaps with the words of my tongue,
Orphax can help as such."
Orphax's voice spoke so mildly that perhaps the stallion did not hear her speak. After all she was a stranger in strange lands with strange people connected to strange voices. Perhaps this new mare could fit in somewhere
at least. She added another phrase as to make sure she had his attention.
"Famous I may not be,
At least I cam help a stranger,
For that I am best you see,
Do not see me as your danger,
Pray tell me what is your problem
The Answer of which I may help you seek"
Orphax had hoped that the stallion would not think of her as too weird. After all, many of the other folk had found her way of talking in poetic passages and riddles confusing and if not laughable but it was a literary art form highly regarded by the herd that her parents belonged to.
Orphax catches a stallion by her gaze,
Angered yet maybe troubled he stands,
Orphax has but one question to raise.
Orphax galloped reluctantly over to the perturbed looking stallion as to not seem to eager to meet with him. Maybe if she could make just one friend in this new land maybe she can get somewhere.
"I am Orphax the young,
I must ask what troubles you much,
Perhaps with the words of my tongue,
Orphax can help as such."
Orphax's voice spoke so mildly that perhaps the stallion did not hear her speak. After all she was a stranger in strange lands with strange people connected to strange voices. Perhaps this new mare could fit in somewhere
at least. She added another phrase as to make sure she had his attention.
"Famous I may not be,
At least I cam help a stranger,
For that I am best you see,
Do not see me as your danger,
Pray tell me what is your problem
The Answer of which I may help you seek"
Orphax had hoped that the stallion would not think of her as too weird. After all, many of the other folk had found her way of talking in poetic passages and riddles confusing and if not laughable but it was a literary art form highly regarded by the herd that her parents belonged to.