Post by Daydream on Apr 26, 2007 21:33:02 GMT -5
Thunder crashes as the rain falls hard onto the docks. The crew is running here and there as the horses are loaded onto the ship to set sail to the New World. A large stallion rears up in the distance as he was boarding on the platform. The two whom were leading him fight to hold him down as he continues to fight against the ropes. As soon as he realized that he wasn't going anywhere but forward, he calmed down and moved as him and a hundred other horses boarded the ship. They were kept in a somewhat dry area as they were fed less than normal to stretch the feed out for the months ahead. They set sail.
A few months had passed as personalities in the horses had changed from the lack of human attention and now have all become rather wild, especially since they had all lost weight and were starving. A couple older horses had died halfway through from the lack of food and nutrients that their old bones required. Another storm had struck down upon them as the waves rocked the ship violently. It was as if it had followed them. They were coming close to shore when a violent wave struck the side of the ship, forcing it into a boulder that was sharp and jutting out of the water at about a mile off the shore. The ship was ruined; it was sinking. The horses went crazy as some were the first to take the plunge into the violent current as they were forced to by where the hole was located. The ship continued to get lower. That one stallion soon realised that if they wanted to live, it was going to be the choice of plunging into the water's depth. He began to rear and kick at the rotted stall door as it broke loose. He ran about unlocking the doors as he told each and every one of the remaining horses that the only way to live would be to jump into the water and swim for your life towards shore. All followed. One by one jumped into the waters as they swam to shore.
This is where your adventure begins. You are swimming in the Atlantic Ocean through a large storm as you know that if you gave up, you would die. You keep going until you reach land and your life begins anew as a Wild Horse. You have to overcome fears and past luxuries, you must endure danger and close-to-death situations as you slowly learn to become a wild horse. You must rely on your instincts as you look for shelter from rain, food to eat, water to drink, and a territory to live among. This is Midnight. This is Minuit Isle.
A few months had passed as personalities in the horses had changed from the lack of human attention and now have all become rather wild, especially since they had all lost weight and were starving. A couple older horses had died halfway through from the lack of food and nutrients that their old bones required. Another storm had struck down upon them as the waves rocked the ship violently. It was as if it had followed them. They were coming close to shore when a violent wave struck the side of the ship, forcing it into a boulder that was sharp and jutting out of the water at about a mile off the shore. The ship was ruined; it was sinking. The horses went crazy as some were the first to take the plunge into the violent current as they were forced to by where the hole was located. The ship continued to get lower. That one stallion soon realised that if they wanted to live, it was going to be the choice of plunging into the water's depth. He began to rear and kick at the rotted stall door as it broke loose. He ran about unlocking the doors as he told each and every one of the remaining horses that the only way to live would be to jump into the water and swim for your life towards shore. All followed. One by one jumped into the waters as they swam to shore.
This is where your adventure begins. You are swimming in the Atlantic Ocean through a large storm as you know that if you gave up, you would die. You keep going until you reach land and your life begins anew as a Wild Horse. You have to overcome fears and past luxuries, you must endure danger and close-to-death situations as you slowly learn to become a wild horse. You must rely on your instincts as you look for shelter from rain, food to eat, water to drink, and a territory to live among. This is Midnight. This is Minuit Isle.