Last Edit: Jan 25, 2008 22:04:22 GMT -5 by .:ThIrDcHaRm:.
WHEN I BESTRIDE HIM, I SOAR, I AM A HAWK. HE TROTS THE AIR. THE EARTH SINGS WHEN HE TOUCHES IT. THE BASEST HORN OF HIS HOOVES IS MORE MUSICAL THAN THE PIPE OF HERMES....HE IS PURE AIR AND FIRE... THE PRINCE OF PALFREYS. HIS NeiGH IS LIKE THE BIDDING OF A MONARCH, AND HIS COUNTENANCE ENFORCES HOMAGE