ᶲ~•sєαвαnd-α rp σf thє chíncσtєαguє pσnч вαnd•~ᶲPoNy pEnNiNg!!!

[Quinn4321]

She blew through her nostrils, and nudged moon with her nose, silently asking again.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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'Are you sure you wanna know?" shea sekd

 

[Quinn4321]

She rolled her eyes " I wouldn''t be asking if I didnt"

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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"Alright" she siad.

Here it is -

As soon as my eyes closed I slipped into a dream. There was a creamy mare and a black stallion standing on a cliff. At the bottom waves crashed against the cliff and the sharp rocks below. It was night and there was an eerie blue moon in the sky. Many horses stood far away, they were mostly white or grey. The cream mare laid on the ground, in pain. The black stallion stood over her. A powerful grey stallion approached him. I was standing far off, watching. I ran closer, none of the other horses seemed to see me. I ran right up to them but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't hear a word. They exchanged words and the mare on the ground appeared to be going into labor. A small dark foal emerged. The two stallions seemed to be arguing now. The mare protested occasionally. The mare stood and nuzzeled the black stallion, the grey clearly dissaprooved. The foal stood up and wobbled to the black. Tears formed in his eyes. He stepped to the edge and dissapeared below. I ran to the edge and looked down. Nothing, there was nothing there. The mare was crying. She nudged the foal towards the forest and dissapeared as the other horses looked on. I awoke, my body covered in sweat and, I remembered. I started to cry and I pressed my head into the sand.

 

[Quinn4321]

" You had a dream about Mistband?" she said, clearly npt understanding

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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"No, the dark foal was me" she whispered

 

[Quinn4321]

"You... you are like Wysteria?" she asked incredulously " You were born here??"

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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She shrugged. "I guess' she whispered

 

[Quinn4321]

" OK " Nalia said, turning away to think and allow her brain to digest this information.

 

[horsecrazychicklovingkid]

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Moon rested her head in the water. She thought of that night, of the blue moon. She thought of the white cresent on her cheek. She sighed 'poor Nalia, she doesn't know the whole story' she thought.