~Elisa rides in majestically onto the field, the wind blowing through her hair, as her eyes glimmering from the sunlight shine, as all creatures bow to her in respect and envy, for gracing them with her beauty and humbleness. As she trots away, the sunlight shine seems to get brighter, as if even the gods themselves envy such beauty... ~


Amazing sketch of me on my pony done by the wonderful  nattiars
and great short story from  thetrickyhusk thanks :)