Snowflakes and SanctuaryCold. It was cold, and she was lost. It wasn't the snow’s fault. Well, actually it was the snow’s fault, but she liked snow, and didn’t want to blame the storm. No, she’d just gotten distracted. Lost track. One moment, the other three horses were ahead of her, the glowing lights decorating their coats making it easier to follow them through the steadily falling flakes. The next, they were gone, and she’d followed the hoof prints as far as she could before even that evidence was erased from the ground. Standing still as the snow settled on her back, Grace looked from side to side. Now what? She wondered. The wind rushed by her ears, rustling her mane and drowning out all sound but for her own breathing. Mist plumed when she exhaled and was whisked away by the blizzard.Snowflakes and Sanctuary by Cloudrunner64
Standing still would soon turn her into a snow-horse, something she didn’t think would be entirely enjoyable, so she began moving again, choosing a direction at ran
I like shiny things.
Deviantart ate my ID and I got tired of seeing the box with nothing in it So it can be like this till I get a new one!
Current Age: 22, Current Residence: The Mothership., Favourite genre of music: It varies., Favourite style of art: The good kind., Operating System: Windows 7, MP3 player of choice: Ipod, Shell of choice: Conch Shells. (that is what they meant, right?), Skin of choice: My skin? um...I like it...attatched?
The Status Box
1. Cirriana -
2. Sion Re-design color
3. Christmas present for momma
4. ...all the other unfinished sketches in my folder
5. Sunstruck :
Closed/I Ask You