Post by fleabittengray on Oct 15, 2024 6:29:27 GMT -7
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THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA
made by remi of rilla go! and adoxography
It's time to take it over
Step out into the sun
It's time to take it over
And look how far we've come
He was wondering when this war would come to an end. Things seemed to be slowing down a bit, but was it just a lull that would pick back up later on? He was worried for the stability of his Kingdom that he served with loyalty and pride. Prada had always been a member of the Light Kingdom, even as a nomad he'd been aligned with the Lights. Taking up a position as a Knight for Nixi had been an easy enough decision for him to make, and besides, he helped to keep him in shape. When he didn't have a home, nor a reason to really get up early in the morning and train, he'd been slacking on his fitness. But now, he was back in the best shape of his life. Rippling muscles and a sturdy structure despite his small size. Prada stood only at 14 hands but that never stopped him from pursuing what he wanted to do. He had interacted with three Helkaer or Helkaer-aligned equines in his lifetime and come out no worse for wear. In fact, his conversations with them while exploring the Outlands had even been civil! But that was several years ago.
And now, the Brotherhood was smaller. As were the Versai. And the Vigilum were a thing now as well. There used to be more members in the Helkaer and Versai, but now, only three on each side. Did that mean that, slowly, Wild Equines was becoming extinct? Or did it just mean that there were fewer beings that believed in the extremes on both sides? He remembered talk of a man called Underoath who had lived in the Light Kingdom, now exiled and roaming who knows where because of his crimes against the realm. Prada found it hard to believe that anyone who called themselves a Light could stomach the crimes that Oath had done - but what was done was done.
Perhaps the world was healing, or maybe it was slowly dying. Either way, Prada was happy to be alive. He tried to maintain a positive attitude no matter what, to the best of his abilities. But he had to admit, coming to the Bachelor Lands and seeing it mostly empty, it kind of broke his heart. Before this war, Wild Equines had been a hub of activity. Now, it was like a ghost town leaving Rain Forest Beach to patrol the Free Lands. But he tried to come out here every so often, strolling through the land of nomads to see if anyone needed help or, perhaps, a home.
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anyone feel like interacting with a knight of the light kingdom? <-<
5 years 8 months, autumn, morning
Step out into the sun
It's time to take it over
And look how far we've come
He was wondering when this war would come to an end. Things seemed to be slowing down a bit, but was it just a lull that would pick back up later on? He was worried for the stability of his Kingdom that he served with loyalty and pride. Prada had always been a member of the Light Kingdom, even as a nomad he'd been aligned with the Lights. Taking up a position as a Knight for Nixi had been an easy enough decision for him to make, and besides, he helped to keep him in shape. When he didn't have a home, nor a reason to really get up early in the morning and train, he'd been slacking on his fitness. But now, he was back in the best shape of his life. Rippling muscles and a sturdy structure despite his small size. Prada stood only at 14 hands but that never stopped him from pursuing what he wanted to do. He had interacted with three Helkaer or Helkaer-aligned equines in his lifetime and come out no worse for wear. In fact, his conversations with them while exploring the Outlands had even been civil! But that was several years ago.
And now, the Brotherhood was smaller. As were the Versai. And the Vigilum were a thing now as well. There used to be more members in the Helkaer and Versai, but now, only three on each side. Did that mean that, slowly, Wild Equines was becoming extinct? Or did it just mean that there were fewer beings that believed in the extremes on both sides? He remembered talk of a man called Underoath who had lived in the Light Kingdom, now exiled and roaming who knows where because of his crimes against the realm. Prada found it hard to believe that anyone who called themselves a Light could stomach the crimes that Oath had done - but what was done was done.
Perhaps the world was healing, or maybe it was slowly dying. Either way, Prada was happy to be alive. He tried to maintain a positive attitude no matter what, to the best of his abilities. But he had to admit, coming to the Bachelor Lands and seeing it mostly empty, it kind of broke his heart. Before this war, Wild Equines had been a hub of activity. Now, it was like a ghost town leaving Rain Forest Beach to patrol the Free Lands. But he tried to come out here every so often, strolling through the land of nomads to see if anyone needed help or, perhaps, a home.
Open!
430 | Profile
anyone feel like interacting with a knight of the light kingdom? <-<
5 years 8 months, autumn, morning