11-13-2015, 01:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-13-2015, 01:28 PM by Sindor Aura.)
Legs tangled in a mess and covered in mud, fur matted with what may of been muck and grim from the past travels, and a face battered with cuts near the neck and ears; he awoke. Groggy and confused as his large long head swayed slowly back and forth. His light chocolate eyes surveying what little land his shaky sight could pick up. He dared not move for fear of what may of been broken to his form, but his confusion and throbbing head left him in a spinning world; where grass was the sky and a vast ocean lay before him.
In the distance however, his only working sense could detect the slight sound of other equine. Soft neighs and thumps of hoof to earth. This assured him at least. Others were around and could probably identify his state if any wandering would come up to him.
How he got this way though, was even more puzzling to him than the upside-down world he was now viewing. What happened? Why was he laying on the ground feeling each part of his body ache with pain? Why was his sight all blurred and criss-crossed?
...
Where did he come from? Where was he? Who was he?
All he could remember was a name...Sindor.
In the distance however, his only working sense could detect the slight sound of other equine. Soft neighs and thumps of hoof to earth. This assured him at least. Others were around and could probably identify his state if any wandering would come up to him.
How he got this way though, was even more puzzling to him than the upside-down world he was now viewing. What happened? Why was he laying on the ground feeling each part of his body ache with pain? Why was his sight all blurred and criss-crossed?
...
Where did he come from? Where was he? Who was he?
All he could remember was a name...Sindor.