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Post by scrimpy on Jun 8, 2008 18:14:50 GMT -5
{ we now pronounce you } [/size][/color][/font] Rebirthing [»] none - empty
Existing [»] Adaliah - female crossbred horse of two years; currently loner
Subsiding [»] none - empty
Vanquished [»] none - empty
updated: june 8, 2008
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Post by scrimpy on Jun 8, 2008 19:01:28 GMT -5
Embodiment[/color] Gender: female Age: two Breed: mixed Height: 15.3 Weight: 1546 Right eye: brilliant grey blue Left eye: maroon Pelt: pangare Facial Marks: none Right Side: black birdcatcher, off-white lacing Left Side: black birdcatcher, off-white frame, bloodmark, off-white lacing Forelegs: stocking on right leg; left leg is covered in frame Hindlegs: caronet on right leg Herd: none -------Rank: loner Mate: none Offspring: noneDefinition[/color] ---------------Adaliah, Adaliah, why oh why do you drag chaos behind your every footstep? Is it because you were exiled from your herd at birth, left to die? Or is it because you search for the past you cannot recall? Tell me, Adaliah. I will listen, I will learn. Tell me, and I'll be friend. I'll be your family, your protector, your sibling. Just answer the question my dear, or is it too hard to answer? You know the answer hidden within you, you just block it off from your mind. I know of your illness, your disease, but that doesn't give you an excuse. Why won't you talk or speak to me? Is it because you hate my figure? I see how you watch the world go by, trying to understand it. You question everything, but never get a firm answer. Why can't you learn just to live with the world the way it is; just a big mystery. You won't find your answers here, nor anywhere you search. Just give up this madness, and maybe you'll find peace in your mind. After all you'll never find the figure in your dream. It was just a dream after all.
So tell me Adaliah, why do you walk this earth as if you don't belong. You know you belong, you it in your bones, but you refuse time and time again to join it in its thin wire, balancing act. Is it the fear of being forgotten like your past? Is it? Tell me, I want to know. I see it in your eyes, how you yearn to remember what happen to you. Can't you let go and move on? Or are you too stuck on that figure in your dreams to ever let go? You don't even know who that figure is, or what he looks like. You just see his silhouette. But you know he is alone. And you feel sorry for him being alone because you yourself are alone in your mind; your only company comes in those quick flashes of memories, which could be dreams but you don't know, that take you back to see things you've never seen. Those flashes being pain to your heart because you know you want, or did know, those equines. And still you persist in finding those souls, even though your heart tells you that you shall never find them. Ever.
So Adaliah, what do you have to say? I see that innocence in your eyes, looking at me as if I were one of those flashes, and I might be. But you see me without fear, but with tears. You want to touch me, but your mind knows I am only a dream or memory flashing over your eyes. You are brave, and I can see that. But for all your bravery, you suffer. You want to be like other equines because you could belong. You could be the perfect companion. You are serious, but playful. And nymph and angel. You are loyal and frank. You are the lost lover to somebody who threw you away long ago in another life time. Yet still you are so naive that if you ever did come across that equine, you would throw away all that wrath towards them, wrath that you don't know where it comes from, just to touch them. You want to know they are real. You want to know that you are real. You are the broken-winged bird whom is trying to fly with one wing. The odds are against you, but you don't it. You ignore those odds, hoping that one day you will be able to stand as proudly inside as you do outside. You are not so different because you to know that no matter how big and cruel this world might be, you will prevail and find that figure in your dream. You, like the rest of us, don't know what you want until you see it. And I'm sorry to say that even if that figure in your dreams was real, it would never approve of you. You are a lost cause, even though she sparkle like the sun in many ways. But you refuse to learn that lesson, and that is what makes you stronger than the rest.History[/color]
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-----------Adaliah, Adaliah never learned her history. It flew over her head like so many birds, but it is buried deep inside that sub-conscience, and it torments her every day, every night for her entire life. You see Adaliah's lost history is not her fault, nor the fault of any other being. The source of the problem is a disease within her brain that has been affecting her memory since birth. This problem within her mind causes much more than memory loss, it causes pain that sears through her nervous system, affecting her limbs. It would not surprise me if this equine died from this disease in years to come, but that is beside the point.
Adaliah's true begins with her birth. During this delivery, Adaliah's left eye was injured when she was pushed out of the womb and onto the ground. Her young head hit an unfortunate rock, letting blood leak into the iris. This had not only made this eye demonic looking, but blind. The other unfortunate thing to happen to this gal was that she was born with the rare blood mark on her left side. This mark, like most herds, is considering satanic or bloodshed to come. Of course this herd would not risk bloodshed. Promptly the young filly was left in the frigid air of late winter, early spring. Her savior came in the form of a wandering mare whom had lost her foal due to prematurity. The mothering instincts would always take in a foreign foal, even if it wasn't her own. And so Adaliah was saved. This mother though only kept her long enough till the Adaliah was able to support herself; this mare too believe the filly was a demonic being. In secret she was raised away from the rest of the world. Who her care taker is unknown since her memory is fried, but she has flashes of him, deeply in bedded in her mind.
Her next year was raised in seclusion, away from the rest of the world because of her marks. During this time in seclusion, her memory began to wither farther and farther away until one day she did not even know why she was there. At that point Adaliah left the seclusion, only remembering bits and pieces of her ragtag past. Now she has come to Epidemic, searching for the answers she never has found.Socialization[/color] My Medals : She does not posses scares, or ones that carry any value.
My Lovers : ( 0 / 2 ) -------------------- without these equines, this world would be a lonely place for me - - name : description - name : description
My Addictions : ( 0 / 3 ) -------------------- equines whom make me forget all the misery of this world - - name : description - name : description - name : description
My Comrades : ( 0 / 5 ) ---------------------- these are the equines whom i would die for - - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description
My Acquaintances : ( 0 / any ) ---------------------------- equines that i have met briefly in this life - - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description etc . . . .
My Annoyances : ( 0 / any ) ------------------------- equines whom have left a bad taste in my mouth - - name : description - name : description - name : description - name : description etc . . . .
My Antagonists : ( 0 / 3 ) ---------------------- - those whom i detest with every cell in my body - - name : description - name : description - name : description
My Struggles : ( 0 / any ) - wins : 0 - ties : 0 - losses : 0
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