take me to the place you cry from

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N E V A E H

[if anyone knew the pain of this soul... {x click x}]

a maiden so fair
tormented by three years of despair
running with the heart of a light
standing at 15.2 for height
locks of a gentle sun kissed hue
body of a deep chocolate ever true
eyes like an emerald jewel
living a life so cruel

bloodlines contain arabian x rocky mountain x paint x quarter x friesian
the father upon this land is tombstone's revenge
The maiden is marking-less, yet stained as any chocolate palomino rocky mountain horse is. Her locks are white and tawny colored, while her hooves pink striped black, grey and brown. The fair lady's eyes are a dark green, showing insight on what she's been through. The lady's build is agile yet attractive, moving with liquid grace like her grandmothers, without any muscle bulging from the hide, like an Arabian, yet the head is crafted, as is most of the body, like a Rocky Mountain Horse.
Like most lights, Nevaeh is carefree and cheerful, determined to spread out the goodness of the heart. Yet the one thing that separates her from her kin is she finds darks much more suitable company than lights, and will often seek them out, to whatever consequences.
The little girl grew up an orphan, after her mother abandoned her. She had been a product of force breeding, by a dark stallion on a neutral mare. Ironic that she turned out light.

The strength a meek two
Agility a striving six
Intellect the average three
Wisdom the petty four
Looks the remarkable six