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May Story & Poem Entries Note: Winning stories and poems will be published in Pony Pals Magazine. All entries must be original, meaning that the member who enters them must have written the text. To be eligible the story or poem must have a horse or pony in it someplace. Stories should be suitable for all ages, including younger members. All entries published in the Magazine will earn 500 Wiggins Bucks, the best stories and poems will earn 3000 Wiggins bucks and trophy for the writer.

May Story & Poem Entries Note: Winning stories and poems will be published in Pony Pals Magazine. All entries must be original, meaning that the member who enters them must have written the text. To be eligible the story or poem must have a horse or pony in it someplace. Stories should be suitable for all ages, including younger members. All entries published in the Magazine will earn 500 Wiggins Bucks, the best stories and poems will earn 3000 Wiggins bucks and trophy for the writer.	Jane Crandal & JB
2015-05-03 04:53:32
Chapter 3-4 of True Beauty By TheZoeKid At the end of that day they reached a lake in the forest, and they agreed to stay there for the night.Ashley unrolled her silk red blanket, and laid down to rest. The night was bright, and lovely with the full moon. Ashley listened to the fifteen hobbits tell jokes around the fire and to Prince Hunter laughing with them. The laughter grew too loud snoring. Ashes to the fire bloomed, as Ashley, Prince Hunter, and the fifteen hobbits closed their eyes to sleep. "Ashley! Ashley!" Ashley heard a whisper in the distant. Her eye instantly opened, as she whipped her blanket off of her and stood up. She put her bow on her back, and the arrows on her arm. She stepped on a stick and it cracked. "Ashley!" She heard again. She followed the sounds, that lead her to a hollow oak tree. There was a big hole in the dirt next to the tree, but though the moon was bright, the shadows hovered over the ground. "Uh!" She lost her footing and landed on her back. She went to stand up when she whacked her head on a rock and was put under a deep sleep. Ashley stood up from the ground, she found herself in a flower garden. It was still a full moon, but it had turned black, everything around her was dark. "Hello?" Ashley looked around, and heard a noise. Ashley soon found herself at the end of a cliff. She could now see what the noise was, for she saw a war, as the moon faded and a scarlet red sun rose. She looked on her right side and saw Alemor, then left and saw Apollyon, they both stood on platforms on either side of the war. She ran off the cliff (as if she was not afraid) and then found herself in the middle of the war. She didn’t even think of what had happened, as something caught her eye. She saw herself, lying dead with a man dressed in black holding the knife that pierced her heart. Not her worldly heart but her beautiful heart, just underneath her neck. Ashley trembled and fell to her knees. Then the ground her feet stood upon, shattered like a mirror, and she was dropped in a dark room, with only the light from the hole above. She heard laughter all around her. Ashley went in circles. "Who are you!?" She yelled, her voice shaking. A evil laugh still rang in her ear. Then she fell, for something pushed onto her knees. When Ashley's head came up she meet face to face with... Apollyon. "Apollyon!" Her eye showed fear, as her voice quivered. "Good-,” he paused as light from the hole spreaded, and the roof turned into ashes and flew away, “you know my name." He started again with a laugh, "you know you can't defeat me! I am too strong and big, and you are weak and small. No! Not even with Him on your side, you still will not win the battle,” he went over to her ear and added, “weak one…” "Ah!" She held her side in pain and fear, she then gathered courage to speak, "who's he?" His evil laugh seemed to gulp her down. "Him!" He moved his black lion head towards a mirror. In the mirror was Alemor as a man but dead. "No!" She screamed. His laugh now echoed. She dropped to her knees, as his laugh became a scream of bloody murder, she covered her ears and screamed in pain. "Ashley! Ashley!" A voice awakened Ashley. Ashley's weak eyes opened. "Ashley, are you okay?" Hunter held Ashley in his arms. "Hunter?" She asked sitting up. “Yes, its me. What were you doing?” He asked. “I was-,”She held her head. “Apollyon!” She jumped to her feet. “No, Apollyon, is not here. I think you hit your head.” He told. “Yes, I agree.” She still held her head which now had a bump on it. The sun was just awakening. As it stretched and yawned, Ashley and Hunter walked back to camp. “Everyone wake up, we are leaving now, it is not safe here…” Ashley rolled up her blanket then packed up her stuff. “What?” Yawned the slim Hobbit. “The sun is up, we should be up, lets go.” She hopped on her horse. “Five more-,” The slim Hobbit was pick up by the shirt by Ashley. “No.” She looked him in the eyes. “Come on!” He wiggled. She let him go, and he fell on his feet. “Fine,” They all got up and onto their ponies, after picking up their bedding. My heart pounded, as did my thoughts. The sun was overhead, but it still wasn’t bright enough to light the dark on fire. “Ashley are you okay?” Hunter asked, bring his horse next to her’s. She shook her head no, and leaned in to whisper, “He has found us!” “Who?” Hunter asked. Ashley did not reply, so Hunter decided to ask another question, “what happened?” He asked. “Nothing,” She closed her eyes and remembered the black lion’s face. Then her eye quickly opened. “You look disturbed-,” He was interrupted as he put his hand on her hand. “The only thing that is disturbing me is you!” She brushed off his hand, and clicked her tongue to sighel the horse to go faster. “Ashley?” He was confused, why would she tell him something to only leave him without finishing? “what did I do to make you mad!?” He asked catching up with her. “You-, umm, you-. You always have to be the leader! You thought I needed saving! I think you are very happy about this botherel! and to add to it all you just came in my house and acted like I would fall for you in a second! Oh how I hate you!” She mumbled and stopped her horse then went on, “you think you’re such a lady’s man and uh! You tried charming me at the ball as we danced! I thought you were a nice guy, but I bet you Xs thought the same!” She stared him down. “Wow, thank you for that dialogue.” Hunter said sarcastically, “I thought you liked me, when we danced? I thought-,” He sighed looked her in the eyes. Her face was shocked, then red as she looked at the Hobbits that had stopped to listen. “Ashley Stone Princess of France , do you love me?” He asked. An awkward silence adopted her blush. Ashley looked down, “No-, and I never wish to!” She answered, looked aways and told her horse to go on, “I think it is best for you not to come any further with- with us.” She still looked away. Hunter swallowed the remains of his pride, and turned his horse around. "Come on we don't have all day." Ashley told. The ride was quiet, and lonely, no one spoke as the day went on. But soon it came to lunch, and the presence of hunger was with every step the horse made. She knew that the hobbit must be starving after not eating breakfast, but they did not speak up to tell her. "Shell we stop to eat?" She suggested slowing her horse to a stop. The hobbits didn't say anything, they just nodded their heads no. "Very well." She clicked her tongue and her horse moved forward. ~~~ "She thinks she's all that! Well I'll show her!" Hunter murmured to himself. "Hunter?" A man walking along the path asked. "Yes, who are you?" Hunter asked stopping his horse. "It's me, Mason." The man answered. Hunter jumped off his horse and hugged the man. "Mason, what are you doing here?" He asked. "I was sent to find you," Mason answered. "My father sent you?" Hunter asked. "No," Mason told, glancing to the bushes behind him on the trail. "How are you good friend?" Hunter held his horse's reins. "I am very well, you?" His friend asked back. "Well..." Hunter looked down. "What is it friend?" Mason asked. "Oh, nothing. I have been traveling with Princess Ashley-," he was interrupted. "Princess Ashley?" Mason asked. "Yes my friend." Hunter eyed him strangely. "I am sorry-," Mason’s eyes grew dark, as Hunter looked into them, but Mason was not staring at Hunter but at the woods, that surrounded them. "Mason?" Hunter looked around him. Just then a breeze drifted from the forest and surrounded Mason and Hunter. The breeze turned into ashes and the ashes turned into men, dressed in black, carrying swords, daggers, and bows, all thirsting for innocent blood. The men’s eyes were red, and the face’s unreadable, but their actions told stories of the dead. "Goodbye Hunter." Mason backed out of the circle. “Mason?” Hunter let go of his horse’s reins, as Mason turned into Apollyon standing outside the circle, his laugh made Hunter cringed, “Mason!” Hunter turned to run, but was knocked out with one swift move of the back of a sword’s handle. ♡♡♡ “Can we stop now, Princess Ashley? We have been traveling all day.” A fat hobbit asked, after a whole afternoon of traveling since the last time she asked. “I guess…” She stopped her horse and dismounted. The stars became bright and the moon became dark as it faded behind a cloud. Ashley unrolled her blanket, and laid down. She had not eaten all day, but the cool of the night, and the softness of the grass made her want to sleep. So as the hobbits laughed and eat their supper, Ashley finally closed her eyes to sleep. ♡♡♡ Hunter's weak eyes opened. "Hunter, is it?" A man walked around him. The man was dressed in black robes, and a black ash crown upon his head smiled a greeting. “Uh?” Hunter looked around. “I heard, you rode with… Princess Ashley.” The man eyed Hunter. “Oh, you mean Beauty. Yeah I did.” Hunter answered with his voice cracking as he sat up from the stones he laid upon. The man walked over to Hunter and grabbed Hunter’s shirt colour, “Look me in the eyes Prince Hunter!” The man yelled at Hunter. Hunter glanced, but tried to resisted, and when he did he saw black eyes that had circles in them going around. Hunter started screaming in pain. He just couldn’t keep his eyes away. The man started laughing an evil laugh. Instantly Hunter grew a black layer of a cape. With a hood covering all of his face. It seemed like black glass formed a mask over his face. His eyes turned black covering up his green eyes, and he stopped screaming. His voice became deep, and his skin white. His blond hair turned black and he now became Demon Hunter. “Now, my servant go out and prepare you tropes for battle.” The man turned into a black lion and roared. “Yes, Master.” Hunter’s demon possessed voice seemed to sour milk. ♡♡♡ A evil laugh still rang. “Should I take her out Master?” Demon Hunter asked, as Apollyon and him was in a place full of fire, and pure evil, looking through a mirror at Ashley who laid asleep on the forest ground. “No, not yet my servant, not yet.” Apollyon answered. “Yes, Master.” Demon Hunter was transformed into a black lion smaller than Apollyon, and sat on the right hand of Apollyon. ♡♡♡ “I know she is ready my Father.” Alemor was on a cliff with the moon shining onto his his face, praying to Elohim. Chapter Four Training Under The Moon "Can we stop?" The fat Hobbit asked. "Don't tell me your hunger again, Jack," Ashley smiled looking back to the fat Hobbit on his pony. It was a good morning, only a week after they had started their journey and five days since Hunter left them. Jack smiled shyly, "Maybe." "Sure," she giggled. Voices in the distance rang like an horn in the forest. They were traveling on a main road now, that lead through the woods, so who knows what creator or human walks on them. "Did you hear that?" She asked half way off her horse. "Why are we traveling, again?" A man's voice asked. "I told you! Alemor, told me too!" The other man answered. Ashley hopped off her horse and pulled her horse's reins towards some bushes. The Hobbits followed, doing the same. Twenty men armed came out onto the road, one in the lead. He had black short hair, purple eyes, he was tall, and he had a black goatee with side burns. Ashley pointed her bow and arrow at the first man, ready to shoot. "How do you know Alemor told you?" The same man asked. He was a tall man too, with red curly hair and blue eyes. "Jason, Alemor came to me last night and told me to find a girl traveling to fight against Apollyon. He said her name was... Beauty?" The man turned around. The nineteen men started laughing. "What's wrong?" He asked. "Beauty?" Jason asked. "Well, I guess it's pretty funny name for a girl." He started laughing too. "You must be Jake," Ashley walked out of the bushes, still pointing her bow. "Men be armed!" He yelled as he got out his sword. The other 19 men did the same but with different weapons. "Hold your arms!" She shouted, as she put down her bow. "Why should we trust you?" He asked walking forward. "Because, I'm Beauty." She walked up to him, "but there is one thing wrong, my name is Ashley." She told raising an eyebrow. "Oh yes, Beauty." Jack put in his sword, and stuck out his hand. She took it. "My name is not really Beauty, you know." She smiled. "I figured... but Alemor said Beauty so I will go by that." His smurked. “This will seem weird, but you must get over it.” Ashley grabbed Jake’s hand, and pulled him down from the horse. “What?” Jake questioned, with his men watching, as did the hobbits. Ashley placed her hand right under his adam's apple, and closed her eyes. Jake wanted to move, but right when she touched his neck with her fingers, he felt power surging out of her to him. Ashley’s marks on her shoulders started to glow, and shine out from underneath her shirt. After a few moment, Ashley opened her eyes, and turned around. Jake sighed, “What was that?” He asked, looking at his dumbfounded men. “That is my way of see if we will get along…” Ashley walked back into the bushes and brought out her horse, and the hobbits. “Will we?” He asked. Ashley placed a hand on her hip, and answered, “Yes,” Jake sighed, “and that’s why we won't,” she smurked. “Okay…” They decided on staying where they were and overlook their plans. The eighteen other men sharpened their weapons, as Jason and Jake talked to some of the hobbit’s and Ashley. Jack, Jason, Ashley, and the lead Hobbit, Peter, sat around the fire. "Jake, why did Alemor choose you?" Ashley asked. "Uh, why did Alemor choose you?" Will asked. "I asked you first." She raised an eyebrow "Fine, I am the Captain of this army. I was trained to fight for the F.F.F: freedom, family, and faith, nothing more then hope mercy and love, and nothing less than that. My trainer told me never to fight with anger, hate, or fear. And I suppose that's why Alemor choose me." He answered. "This is what you call a army?" Ashley asked looking around. "No this is what I call the Generals and the leaders. Our army is getting reinforced with arms." He told. "Oh, I see... how big is this army?" She asked. "Uh, about... Umm.. let me see. About five thousand men, give or take a thousand." He answered. "Five thousand?!" Ashley's eyes went wide. "Yup," he smiled. "I think that will work fine," she stood up, “this time… if we didn’t have Alemor, it wouldn’t even last the first quarter.” She smiled, she enjoyed a good fight. Ashley walked over to her horses saddlebag and got out a bag of gold coins. "Here, you can have 1/2 of this bag if, you reinforce me with arrows, a sword, and uh... training." She handed him the bag. "What do you mean by training?" He asked looking in the bag. "With, fighting-,” she paused, “with a sword-,” she paused again, “and how to kill." She answered. "Yes, I think you should know how." He took the bag and put it by the fire. "We shall start tonight, at midnight." He told, "Midnight?" She questioned. "Yes, you’re not afraid of the dark, are you Beauty?" Jake asked. Ashley looked around at the men looking at her and replied, "midnight will be fine." Ashley left the group, and went over to make her tent. "What are you doing Beauty?" He asked. "So, you really are going to call me Beauty?” Jake shook his head, “I thought I should get some sleep so I can be awake tonight." She shrugged. "I see, well you go to sleep, us men are going to go by the river and wash down the horse. We might take a swim too." Jake told, "if um. You want to come, you can." "Thanks Jake, I don't think I should. You guys have fun." Ashley stood up. "Okay," Jake walked away. Ashley sighed and lied on her blanket in her tent, and let a blanket cover the doorway. ♡♡♡ "Beauty, Beauty!" Jake was outside Ashley's tent door. "What?" Ashley stuck her head out of the tent. "It's midnight," he told. "Oh, that's great... Goodnight." She went to go back to her blanket. "Beauty, come on we need to train!" He grabbed her arm. "I'm up, I'm up!" She climbed out of her tent and onto her feet. He lead her into the forest with a lamp as their light, till they came to a river. A fire was already blazing, and two swords leaned up against a log. "What's first captain?" She asked yawning. "Well, sword fighting." He told. "How do I do it?" She asked. "Uh, well it's like dancing, do you know how?" he asked, she shook her head yes, and he took her hand and put his other hand on her waist. "Oh! Umm, okay." She put her hand on his shoulder. "1. 2. 3. 1. 2. 3. 1. 2. 3." He said out loud. "I know how to dance, remember?" Ashley smiled. "You do? Well I don't, sorry," he looked at their feet. "Let me teach you," Ashley looked him in the eyes. "Will you?" He asked. "Yes, here. You put your feet together, then move your right foot back, then you cross over you left foot like this. Then you move your left foot up and your right foot across. Like a box." She showed. "Like this?" He did the same. "It's looks like you have been dancing for years." She raised an eyebrow. "Now let's dance." He ignored her comment, and took her hand and put his hand on her waist. They started dancing, they glided with the wind, with the fire reflecting off of them. She went under his arm and did a twist. She popped her leg up in the air, she leaned back where his arm embraced her back. Their eyes meet, he leaned forward. "Well, I think we both know how to dance, now let's fight." She popped up and got out of his arms. "Yes..." He looked down, "this is how you do it-," he picked up the two swords, and throw one to her. She catched it, and got into position. Weeks went by, then mouths as Ashley trained, and trained... "Your like natural." He told as he jumped in the air dogging her throw of the sword, “now…” he mumbled. "Thanks, I learned from the best." She did a flip backwards dogging the sword which was heading for her head. "Haha!" Ashley jumped. "What is she doing-?" Demon Hunter asked, "with that boy?" Hunter's true self asked as he watched from the woods. "I think we can stop now," Jake breathed hard in and out. "Oh come on! I'm just getting start." Ashley jumped up and down. "Maybe tomorrow." He sat on the log, and wiped the sweat from his brow. She sat next to him, and took a sip of water from her jug. "The stars are bright tonight." Jake commented. "Jake, when a man comments on the sky, they are either going to asked something or they are going to tell something. So which is it?" She asked. "Asked…” he shrugged. “Alright, ask away,” she smiled. “I heard from the hobbits, another man, um, rode with you... his name was Hunter. Right?" Jake asked. Ashley nodded her head. "I also heard how he left, and why..." Jake looked Ashley in the eyes. Ashley's cheeks went red. "Did you-, uh. Love- love him?" He asked. "You know, I am starting to get sleepy, so goodnight… see you at camp." She stood up and walked back to camp. "Ashley!" Jake called after her but she just kept walking. Morning soon rang, and the fifteen hobbits was up making breakfast for the 20 men. Ashley sat up under her blanket, and yawned. She stood up in her tent and got dressed. "Jake, will you wake up Ashley?" Peter asked. "Yup," Jake jumped up from beside the fire and started walking to Ashley's tent. Right when he was about to open the tent door he slammed into Ashley that was walking out of her tent. "Oh! Sorry." Ashley backup. "It okay, breakfast is ready." Jake told. "Thanks..." Ashley looked away. Jake started to walk back. "Jake, umm... When will the rest of your army be here?" She asked. "Sometime today, I hope." He answered now facing her. "Oh, that's fine." She walked ahead of him. He ran to catch up. "Ashley!" Jake grabbed her arm, and stood in front of her with his arms on her shoulder. His grip on her shoulders, dragged her sleeve down, and over her right shoulder "Yes?" She looked to the ground. "Did I say something last night to upset you?" He asked, as he glanced from her eyes to the marking’s on her shoulder. Ashley looked away again, then started walking. "Ashley, please!" He again ran up to her. She reached the fire. "Ashley, what did I do?" He asked. "You called me Ashley," she tried to get off the topic. "I guess so." He rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. Ashley sat down on a log next to Peter. The hobbits grilled some pork on a pan over the fire with a couple of eggs, "Smells good." Ashley commented. "Whenever a woman comments on food, they either want to change the topic or they are nerves... Which one are you?" Jake asked sitting next to her. She faced him, "neither," she then looked away. "Wow, this girl has some man problems!" The fat hobbit whispered into Peter's ear. Peter shook his head in agreement. "Ashley, I just asked you one thing." He told. "Ok! I'll tell you, I don't love him! There!" She rolled her eyes. He swallowed, and turned to her, "Ashley, after these months you intrigued me, and drawn me to be someone better," He breathed harder. The two hobbits looked to the ground, and continued to eat "Jake," Ashley blushed deep red. "Please Ashley, I love you." He held her hand. "Jake, we just meet. I-," she looked down, and retrieved her hand from his grasp. "Ashley, you can't tell me you don't feel it too." His eyes grew gloomy. "No, I can't say that. I have felt it- or something. But it doesn't mean I love you-," she stood up not finishing her sentence and walked away. Jake grumbled, as he hit himself on the head. The two hobbits turned around, and walked back to the fire, "If you want to know what I think, I think she likes you." The fat hobbit nodded his head. "Well thanks, now I need to convince her of that…” he sighed and stood up. Ashley sat on that log next to the lake. She looked to the water, "oh Alemor, why this gift?" She asked. Even though He wasn’t there, she could almost hear his sweet voice saying, “the world in full of mysteries, and that one, my child, is one…” Jake approached gathering his courage, “What did you say?” Jake asked. Ashley stood up, "Nothing,” and brushed her feelings off, like they were dust. "I'm sorry, about how I behaved. What I did and how I did it was inappropriate, and I am sorry I put you in the spot," He told, swallowing his feelings. "Yes, I agree." She nodded holding her arms in one another. He walked up to her, and placed his hands on her shoulders. "I-," Ashley shrugged his hand off of her shoulder, and slidded farther onto the log. "Captain, the army is here." The man told. "Thank you we will be right there…” he sighed. "We should go," she walked off to the camp. "Yeah!" Jake mumbled. "Hello," Ashley walked to the army General. "Hello, is the Captain here?" He bowed "General Samuel," Jake stood up tall. "Attent-ion!" The General yelled as he stood at attention, and the rest of the army did the same. "What is your report?" Jake asked. "We have spotted on the east coast some Royal Guards heading this way," General Samuel told. "Thanks you General." Jake saluted and walked towards the fire pit. "Can we talk?" Jake asked Peter, Jack, And Jason. "I suppose." Jason answered. "Private meeting?" Ashley asked. "I suppose not... Any more." Jake sat down. Ashley raised an eyebrow. "Peter, how fast can your men ride?" Jake asked. "How fast does a cheetah run?" Peter asked. "Good... I think... Jason I need you to get the men ready to ride into battle if needed," Jake ordered. "Yes sir." Jason nodded his head. "Did I miss something?" He asked. "I don't think so... But I do think I missed something," he told, "oh yeah,” he shook himself, “why are the royal guards following us?" "Because-," Jack was interrupted, by Ashley shaking her head no, the brushed back her hair with her hand, and looked away. "What?" Jake looked at Jack then Ashley. "Nothing..." Ashley smiled, "why would you say they were following us?" "Because on the way here, I saw those Guards... And they were following your horses tracks." Jake stood up. "Oh, I guess traveling has now become a crime!" Ashley teased. "Yes I suppose so, unless you all are keeping something from me," he eyed them strangely. "Well-," Jack was again interrupted but not just by Ashley, but by Ashley and all fifteen hobbits. "Jack!" They yelled. "What?!" Jake started pacing. "It's not you, just... It's too personal, right now." She looked to the ground. "Jake!" A red curly haired young woman walked over to Jake. She was dressed in a brown gown that covered her bare feet. Her hair was pulled back to the side. "Yes April?" Jake asked turning around. "You called, is everything alright here?" She asked, "who is this?" She pointed to Ashley. "Hello, my name is Ashley," Ashley bowed her head, now embarrassed by the way she was dressed. "Oh, cool." April nodded her head. "Yes, everything's alright." Jake told. “Oh, good." April smiled. "We are going to move camp, because of some Royals, you know them... Always sticking their noses in people's own business." Jake joked. Ashley grind her teeth. "I like this guy!" Jack whispered in Peter's ear. "Jake, is- she coming along?" April asked. "Yeah-," Jake was interrupted by Ashley. "Jake… will she NEED to come along?" Ashley asked in a rude tone. "Yeah..." Jake backed away. "Let's go," Peter suggested. "Yes, I agree." April started walking to her horse. Ashley hopped on her horse StarGaze, and told the horse to go forward. The army marched out, and into the battle of death and sin.	thezoekid & Star Gaze
2015-05-03 17:36:12
JC, is Hunger Games okay for a book review?	xKaylenex & Braided Gold Scarlet Sunrise
2015-05-04 17:39:50
Yes, if you want to write a book review for that book it will be acceptable. JC	Jane Crandal & JB
2015-05-05 01:47:29
Does the story have to be a certain length?	Cece4me & Dusk
2015-05-05 01:59:07
RM Hi Cece A story or poem can be any length. Your question made me think of this anecdote: first reported in Get Published! Get Produced!: A Literary Agent’s Tips on How to Sell Your Writing by Peter Miller in 1974: Apparently, Ernest Hemingway was lunching at Luchows with a number of writers and claimed that he could write a short story that was only six words long. Of course, the other writers balked. Hemingway told each of them to put ten dollars in the middle of the table; if he was wrong, he said, he would match it. If he was right, he would keep the entire pot. He quickly wrote six words down on a napkin and passed it around; Papa won the bet. The words were FOR SALE, BABY SHOES, NEVER WORN. A beginning, a middle and an end!	Jane Crandal & JB
2015-05-05 02:19:40
LOL Jane!!	Roncy & Bertone
2015-05-06 00:22:19
Hi thezoekid, Whire your story is incredibly well written, I'm afraid your story might be unsuitable for our target audience. We try to keep romance and violence to a minimum around here. Perhaps you can find another publication whose readership is better suited for the type of story you have written. JC	Jane Crandal & JB
2015-05-06 03:21:30
Hey Jane! Here is my May poem: by hosessaddles As you ride, You feel the wind, You feel relaxed, You feel like nothing can stop you. Galloping on the trail, You hear a noise, You hear a nicker, You hear beauty. Concentrating on not falling off, You see something, You see the beauty of nature, You see an endless trail of adventure. When you just let go, You smile, You laugh, You ride.	hosessaddles & Phoenix
2015-05-06 12:17:19
LOL Jane that's a funny story! Title: ~Sea Horse~ By: Horsesforever12 Sand...crumbly, silky...sand Ocean...rolling, laughing...reaching for the land Sky...azure, capturing...sky Horse...head tossing, galloping...hoping to fly Eyes...amber, passionate...eyes Muscles...flexing, retracting...rippling with pride Mane...raven, sailing...mane Horse...wild, spirited...forever untamed Hooves...polished, gleaming...hooves Legs...flying, pulsating...ever-ready to move Tail...streaming, proclaiming...tail Horse...unbroken, determined...racing against the gale Beach...perfect, picturesque...beach Waves...gushing, ever-moving...so within reach Clouds...drifting, fading...clouds Horse...rearing, smiling...in freedom he forever abounds.	Horsesforever12 & Jedi
2015-05-06 22:43:45