You move along the rugged path looking for evidence of life in this desolate landscape.You notice a ramshackle sign, battered rusted with time hanging lopsidedly on the side of the path. You move closer and try to make out what the sign says:
Puzzled you ignore the sign and go on your way. Looking back unsure whther you should go on the sign has disappeared! Now you're really puzzled and start to question your sanity. You shrug the feeling off and turn around. Ahead you notice the grass of the field changes coour, from fresh green it becomes purple of many shades. Slightly startled you start to feel nervous. Was the sign really warning you. You remember the sign had disappeared so you shrug once more and look for a place to go. You notice a slight opening in the middle of the field and make your way towards it. When you reach the spot you find a rock with a very smooth surface. It looks very comfortabe to sit on. You edge your way towards it then slowly sit down. CRAAAASHHHHH!!! You fall onto the ground hitting your bottom quite hard on the soil. Utterly baffled you look around and the rock is GONE! Now you start to think you've really lost it. Miserable you stay there sitting bored and you give up waiting for vultures to come and eat your remains. You hear the pattering of dainty hooves in the distance they seem to be moving closer, but you regard it as just another illusion. Out of the grass the hooves seem to thunder now until a spirited unicorn of strange colours galloping and skidding to stop. You are amzed but you daren't move or even touch it as it might be another illusion and if it isn't you shouldn't risk it.
"I heard the noise and came to investgate." it speaks! But it's probably just an illusion. "Rest assured I'm no illusion, you should have heeded the sign traveller, this field is no plce for those who don't know it, there are travellers who have died of thirst following a stream that never existed or men who have fallen to their death when trying to cross an imaginary bridge."
You swallow hard and realise your mistake in coming to this place.The unicorn seems to notice your worried look.
"Don't worry, there's a way out, you see that tree over there?" You look up and nod in response.
That tree is on the border of this field and another if you follow it you'll be alright. My name is Zyith, but I must leave it at that." You nod and start to get up.
"Good luck on your travels and may your journey be safe." she gallops off leaving cloud of dust trailing off into the distance.
Warning: Liar's Field - Enter at your own risk but beware the dangers!
| Name | Zyith |
| Translation | Storm |
| Gender | Mare |
| Class | Theli |
| Glory | Filanasta |
| ID Number | 146 |
| Sire | Korunda're'hasha |
| Dam | Wysa |
| Charity/Mate | Cassakyve'rev'ah |
| Offspring | None |
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"You could complain because roses have throns, or you could rejoice because thorns have roses."
-Tom Wilson-