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You move swiftly along the plains ignoring the false signs of life. The clouds overhead seem to follow in the same direction, rolling on their ominous grey bellies. You fear it'll rain and there is no shelter around anywhere in between all the high grass. You spot some brush in the distance but it seems so far. You make a dash for the area, jumping over rocks and small creeks. The rain starts to dive down and spatter against your hair. The rain starts to come down heavier until it is so heavy your clothes are drenched and you can no longer see the brush in the distance. Thoroughly upset that you had to go through one ordeal before now you're stuck in the rain, things just can't get worse.
"Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" Something gallops out of the bushes, moving swiftly, not completely visible to the naked eye - only a purple and white blur. It slows down and comes to a dead stop when it notices you. It's another unicorn... with wings! You stare at it curiously, the unicorn doing the same as you. It first approaches, wings tucked, mane flowing in the breeze, he starts to canter around you, moving lightly, almost as if it's not touching the ground. It stops and prods your shoulder with it's horn.
"Are you going to stand there all day?" he looks at you quizzically then moves in front of you and with a long sigh he says "I am Cali'li'cath, a painted unicorn, I'm sure you've met Zyith before me."
You nod solemnly still staring at this stallion that moves so gracefullly, his full soft tail swishing and waving as he buck and shies around you. He becomes bored and bids you farewell. He is gone through the straange purple grass, moving as light and happy as a lymeric...
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"Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a harder battle." -Plato- |