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Something Else
Join Date: Oct 2015
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a horse black as the plague, eyes burning, a violent sublime. His head under one arm, but the horseman swings a bucket, painting everyone in blood, remorseless, he reaps injustice. For days and nights, trotting from city to city, idol dedication, when he halts, somebody will quit breathing, final destination. The children of Ireland fear the sound of hooves on the gravel, praying for the silence, their bound by books of his travels. If he comes around, hope he never mentions your name, otherwise look out... somebody's already digging your grave. He's immortal, but if you've got gold make sure to wear it, because nothing touches the soul like the worth they cherished. Maybe he used to be a king, or maybe a poor rover, or maybe wedding rings remind him of a warm shoulder. Reminds him of life and how it was before the possession, before the ride became his source of aggression. He's not a figment of Halloween, he's a limitless demon, collecting hollow screams from spiritless regions. Searching the land for something beautiful, but if you see him, plan a touching funeral. He's a rider of the storm, the devil's favorite pet, everyone is warned by being painted red. If you see him, make sure to show him vast riches, or else the demon will become your last witness.
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![]() Last edited by Dearg; 10-07-2015 at 04:06 AM. |
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