Post by Vicky Admin of WCS on Jul 22, 2008 0:22:22 GMT -5
As you drive down a lonely country road, enjoying the beautiful scenery, a sign catches your eye. The stunning piece of work is crafted in a gorgeous manner, causing the words "Whitecross Stables" to stand out with ease. A black horse silhouette is in the bottom right hand corner with a small white cross in the center. You tell yourself to check it out. But, what's the point really? You weren't planning on making any detours. Although, you have loved horses for quite some time now. Aw, what the heck. Your hands grip the steering wheel and work individually to turn your big Chevy pick-up down the gravel road leading to the stable.
The car door slams behind you as you walk up the path that leads to the barn itself. On your left and right side are lush, green paddocks with beautiful horses romping and grazing. As you make your way into the barn aisle, you realize just how quiet everything is. A calm-like aurora is given off. The only thing that you can hear is the soft snorts and grunts of the equines who are standing in their stalls. The atmosphere is peaceful and relaxing. You've never been to this stable or even this town before, yet you feel at ease and without a care in the world. This place known as Whitecross may be foreign now, but little do you know, it's prescense would soon grow on you. It would soon be home.
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Enter Whitecross Stables
The car door slams behind you as you walk up the path that leads to the barn itself. On your left and right side are lush, green paddocks with beautiful horses romping and grazing. As you make your way into the barn aisle, you realize just how quiet everything is. A calm-like aurora is given off. The only thing that you can hear is the soft snorts and grunts of the equines who are standing in their stalls. The atmosphere is peaceful and relaxing. You've never been to this stable or even this town before, yet you feel at ease and without a care in the world. This place known as Whitecross may be foreign now, but little do you know, it's prescense would soon grow on you. It would soon be home.
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Enter Whitecross Stables