Post by amoria a on Jan 2, 2009 17:22:51 GMT -5
Mystic Falls 2
The brightest stars have fallen down
and we're walking the edge, braving the tightest rope.
If everything has fallen, then everything changes at dawn,
I'll give to you a piece of sun, a signal of hope.
Whenever you hear of a plague, you often feel a sort of pity for the victims. Good thing it wasn’t us, you’d think, looking at your home. You’d never think twice about being the next victim of the disease. Those who called Mystic Falls home thought the same. And look at what had happened to them.
At first, it was only a few members disappearing. Some thought that there was a renegade band stealing their friends, their family members. Nope. As the numbers climbed, so did their fear of the unknown. No one knew what was happening. Those that disappeared had shown no symptom. It wasn’t long before Mystic Falls had become a ghost land. Its inhabitants were either dead or gone, having long forgotten about their homes and lives here.
Time passed in days and months as the land slowly healed. The new flesh of life smoothed over the scars of the past, hiding them deep beneath the surface. Two years later found a seemingly new land. It wasn’t long after that that the small critters entered the land, making it a home once again. Seeing life return to Mystic Falls, equine life began to trickle back in. No one will notice the changes, for who remembers?
Welcome to the land of new beginnings stranger. The horses here have split into three groups- the Lights, the Darks, and the Rebels. Despite the names of the alliances, each is not so different from the other. You can see crazed Lights and mild Darks. And the Rebels? Well, they're themselves.
But what about you? You have a choice wanderer. Which side will you choose, to whom will you give your loyalty?