Nestled between the clouds, the city of Nevaeh is populated with many people. Some of the clouds, you are allowed to walk on, some of them, you can't. It is much safer to go from house to house by a flying car, carpet, or your own horse. If you have some other way, use it. You can breed your own horses, sell them, raise them, show them, and do whatever you want! Own and run your own equestrian center! Some of your horses may be normal, simply used to show and what not. Some of your horses can have certain powers and/or wings. Your stables is set upon it's own chunk of land, parted from everything else. Buy more and more land shall be added to your land. You'll get all the seasons; summer, fall, winter, spring.

Why should I join?

• There is no minimum required words.
  
• Unique horse/human rpg
  
• We're new!
  
• Have options
  
• Friendly members/staff members!

drip, drip, drip.
murder on the wall.
sob, sob, sob.
you gotta let 'em fall. ♫

chik, chik, boom. everyone's dead. everyone's screaming. come on, baby, keep them dreaming. sway those hips and flick that tail, let's make them all scream and wail. blink those lids and flutter those lashes, listen to the bloody splashes. you are what you are, baby, a killer in disguise. you might not look it, with those big eyes but baby I know you, I know you well, just cause you caused me all that hell.

those oh-so-big chocolate eyes scanned the scenery. an oh-so-musical whisper drummed through velvet lips and revealed impossibly white teeth. the skank shook her head and stretched. her chestnut locks hung down at her chest, naturally curled to absoloute perfection. surrounding her delightful lamps were the longest lashes a horse could possibly have. they fluttered in the rhythm to her steady blinking. long, slender legs moved extravagantely in time to her graceful neck swishing from side to side. she was the most stunning thing anyone had ever laid their eyes on. the only thing letting this beauty down was her addiction. her addiction to murder.

blood spills out. a blood-boiling shout. lips drink in that red stuff. liquid stains her lips which are oh-so-tough. red teeth, red hairs, red lips, red stares. how hungry she is. how scary she is. how ever-so creepy one girl can be. a soundless growl, how it is so foul, to watch a beauty drinking blood. she licks her lips, and swings her hips as she walks on, without a care in the world for the poor thing lying lifeless on the floor.

she twisted her head and glanced around the unknown territory. why was she here? what was she doing? who did she want? she wanted to join a herd, shag many unsuspecting lovers and her main goal was the king. obviously. the guy who could be the key to her success in life. surely he wouldn't be hard to seduce. most men fell for her when she started blinking. and she frequently blinked. so paint the picture yourself, lazy git. eventually she narrowed her eyes and thoroughly searched for a victim. oh, if only someone could appear.

drop, drop, drop.
murder on the floor.
drink up, honey.
there's always plenty more.♫

In a time not so long ago the Lands of Desire were ruled by a different way of life. Then, the equines were separated by different alliances: Sacred, Torn, and Shadowed. Kings and Queens still ruled the alliances and the immortal gods Element and Shatan reigned with highest authority. Not so long into this time period, a dark shadow began to cast itself over these lands and when equines began calling for help from their leading immortals, their cries were not answered. As the days passed equines began to disappear by the hundreds. Day in and day out family's were broken and friendships shattered until all that was left of the Lands of Desire were the terras that made it up. It seemed as though all life had left and would not return.

Centuries later, equines began to reappear and begin their lives as normally as possible. No longer could kings and queens rule over the lands lest they be mutinied against. As such, the equines lived in peace with one another for quite some time. Yet one night, a massacre occurred. A massacre in the sense that a select group of equines simply disappeared. The evidence claimed otherwise, existence of a struggle was discovered and blood found. The shock of these vanishing equines as they were called soon passed over however, and equines moved on with life. That is, until those "vanishing equines" returned.

No one saw a difference within them, not even a hint of fear, a glimmer of terror within their lives. They simply blended back into society and continued as if they had never left.

And so life went on. Years turned into decades, and decades turned into centuries. By the current time, no one remembered the "vanishing equines", Element and Shatan, or anything else that went along with the past Lands of Desire.

But now? Now they have returned, the vanishing equines wander amongst the newcomers, and Element and Shatan still lurk somewhere among them as well. The only problem is, are they friend or foe? Have those vanishing equines a dark story to tell? Did Element fall to the influence of Shatan?

The story has come to this moment, and the moment is on you.