Post by «t u r t i e» on Jan 20, 2007 13:57:50 GMT -5
Did we create a modern myth
did we imagine half of it
what happened then, a thought for now
Save yourself
the secret is out
did we imagine half of it
what happened then, a thought for now
Save yourself
the secret is out
Lairelandon is a beautiful and vast meadow, Located on a moon that had belonged to the orbit of Alya, a once peaceful and quit planet. But for generations special equines had roamed these lands. Although there was at first no evidence of another living planet. The only thing known to these creatures was that the planet that they now had called home was at first their moon; a thing they had looked at with awe and cherished it for it had helped replenish their “earth”. The place they had once called home is Alya. And in which the leaders are non-other than Elves. Whom they had believed that they created everything and everyone. One day the elves had decided to create a random moon to add to the orbit of Alya whom they had called Lairelandon. And in which they had also created some sort of path from Alya to Lairelandon, but with out any real means to know how to use it at will. Now the only question that is left remaining is how exactly did the equine of Lairelandon become blessed with their differences, wings, horns, and other things.
Although one day after a little bit of waiting, the elves had decided to go to this moon to see what was exactly located there and discovered the beautiful meadow, that was locked in a ridge of mountains. And in which four bands of normal equines filled the meadow. They were the regulars in the meadow and they had always come here in the winter when their home was freezing cold. Though on a normal winter day, the bands had been grazing on the lightly covered snow ridden ground. On this day a group of elves were passing through. The elves were stunned as they looked at how gorgeous the land was. They spoke amongst each other and ended up naming it Lairelandon, meaning "broad meadow." They decided since the meadow was so gorgeous and special that they would make the equines here special as well. Each band was made a different type. One band was created as the Morohtar, meaning "dark warrior." The second band was created as the Barathon, meaning "fiery one." The third band was created as the Nestaron, meaning "healer." And finally the fourth band was created as the Handion, meaning "intelligent." Each band held a certain look, power, and personality.
The horses were surprised with their new looks and powers. They all loved their new powers, other than the Morohtar. They enjoyed their skills but they had the cold harsh personality that made them hate every being. They didn't enjoy watching the others and they usually stayed in their own bands. Not many Morohtars fell for another species. Not much havoc fell out between the bands but once in awhile there was a battle between the Morohtars and the other species.
Although one stallion was a wanderer and they found him hiding in the brush. The elves again spoke amongst each other and decided to give him all the species in one. They named him Saeldur, meaning, "wise." They gave him two extra powers to make him unique, and that was the power to live on forever. Also he was given the ability to breath underwater and talk to fish and such. He became king of all the horses but there were also two horses from every species that were king and queen of their species. Saeldur became lonely being the only equine to live forever, so he called upon his elf friends and they gave him a queen. She was exactly like him in the ways of being combined with all the species powers. She could live on forever and also had a special power all her own. Her's was the ability to become invisible. They named her Vanya, meaning "beautiful." She is the most gorgeous mare of all the land. So for generations they lived on, watching the species grow and fall with birth and death. They became the all knowing of the meadow and to this day they still live on. Will you be of the new generation?
But my friend there is a piece missing to this story. One that they had wanted to leave out. But unfortunately, the one who held his place in this story had begged to differ. And my friend, this was no ordinary equine. He was of mixed species, one that had no longer existed. He was of descendant of the zebra and horse, a species that wasn’t intended to mix, but out of faint luck here he was. A single elf had done his bidding on this part, at most he was wicked. Believing that there was to be chaos trapped in the peaceful meadow. And in which he has given this one equine the powers like the others had given to Saeldur. But his were different, he had ram like horns that were embedded with 5 jewels apiece, and “graced” with long beautiful wings. Although he wasn’t given an Elvin name, he was called Zombie. A member of the living dead. He was convinced to be against Saeldur and all other equine, except for the ones that would follow him and his reign of chaos. Though over the years Saeldur had once chased Zombie from the land of Lairelandon into the Mountains that had barricaded the land. Living part of his life alone and trapped to years of banishment, he is now to return. Although he won’t show his face to Saeldur as of yet. He’s here to build his army, and he’s ready to take his vengeance.
To buy the truth
And sell a lie
The last mistake before you die
So don't forget to breathe tonight
Tonight's the last so say good-bye
And sell a lie
The last mistake before you die
So don't forget to breathe tonight
Tonight's the last so say good-bye