~Intro~

Trudging about a field, with a rather bitter look upon her face was a mare. She appeared to be weighed down by a large pack on her back, topped with what seemed to be an easel. The mare would have been called white, had it not been for the many splotched of colorful paint that adorned her slender form. Reds, yellows, blues, and greens, splattered over her at random brought color to the otherwise plainly hued mare. Long curling locks of the palest blue danced around her form as she walked, bright grass green hues focused ahead as she stumbled slightly under her heavy load. Her golden horn and purple hooves shown in the sunlight as she sighed and slowed, sweat beading upon her forelock, gluing it to her face.

My Story

Well, I was just like any other foal...and that was exactly my problem! I was born in spring, one of the most colorful times of year, but yet, something was wrong. My mother was a beautiful rainbow hue, and my father a handsome spotted stallion. Both rather colorful you'd agree? Yet somehow, when I was born I was stark white! Pure white, not a speck of color on me besides my green eyes and gold horn and hooves. Well in the beginning it didn't bother me so much, but once I grew old enough to understand the beauty of color, I became quite distraught. I wanted to be as the rainbow, as the flowers in the fields...I wanted most of all to be unique...I tried many things, gathering flowers for my mane and tail, colored juices of berries, but nothing would stay on me to make me stand out from the crowd.
Me and my family lived on a farm in the country and the farmers daughter was a wonderful artist. She'd paint my father and mother dancing in the sun. But somehow I never fit into the picture....she didn't have enough white paint.....Well, one day the girl left her paints and easel out in the pasture, and well, my curiosity became too intense to ignore so, I began to paint. I placed the brush in my mouth and began to doodle. Just shapes and blotches at first, but it was something. Then I got my big idea. If paint worked on paper, why not on me!? So I went to work splashing paint all over myself till I myself became my first masterpiece. Unfortunately, I ended up using all the girls paint. When she returned to find her precious paint gone and my once white coat now a kaleidoscope of color, she of course figured it out.
Sadly, the girl was rather spoiled, and a bit of a brat. She cried to her father till he agreed to get rid of me. My mother and father were quite sad at first, but, while waiting for me to become old enough to leave, I honed my painting skills with mud and berry juice. My parents were so proud of me that when the day came for me to leave they were more happy that I'd be taking my talents out into the world. And so, I left my family and the little farm to Find a life for myself. I wandered all over the world painting where ever I went till one day, I met a stallion named Cosmo. With his poetry, and my art to illustrate it, we made a great team, and he then showed me to his home, the Sundry Herd. There were so many different equine's so many color's and differences that I HAD to stay, and I call it home to this very day.

Well, that's a little about my story, but there's a lot to know about me as an individual! I'm very determined to start. When I want something, I tend to get it! I love to make friends, and I adore getting responses from my art.

Ok and for those of you who still haven't had enough of me, here's some more stats!

- More Statistics -
Born :I know I'll remember, give me a sec!
Battle? :Naw, I'm more artistic, brains over brawn you know?
Hates :Black and white, rain, the nasty taste of paint! *just tried it once!*
Loves :Painting *duh* Flowers, Rainbows, pizza!
Mate? :None
Favorite color:All of them!

~Love~
Love is WAYYY too complicated. It's done nothing but ruin my life, and make me more than confused. Not to mention losing all my friends I held dear. I never thought much about it, until I found myself smack in the middle of it. I never went looking for love, it came after me..IN FORCE! I think I'll gladly take a break from all of that now though...My life is much less complicated, and distracting without love. I can focus on my art again, with a clear mind, and open conscience.

~Friends!!!~

Cosmo: Probably my most true friend ever, but at the same time, one of my most conflicted. Sometimes, even when you think you love someone, you know your lives would be better spent apart. That sometimes there isn't always a happy ending to every story, and sometimes people are just a little too different. I don't hate him, and I never would, but so much has happened...too much has changed, and I know that this goodbye is for the best. It's something that had to come. I just wish the circumstances could have been different. It didn't have to hurt so much. If we had only talked, it may not have changed anything, but at least we would have understood each other a little better.

Snow: I truly miss you, and right now, I wish I had a friend like you more than ever. You will always be one of my most dear and precious friends, whether you accept that or not and I pray that we'll meet again, but just seeing the heartbreak in your eyes tells me, that this is probably our last goodbye...

Lyma: Even with what's happened between her and Cosmo, I like to think we're still friends. I don't really know what really went on, and I'm not sure I want to know, I just hope she can find her happiness again, one way or another, I know how it feels to fail in the game of love....it hurts.

Ortu: Ortu is my godson, it seems he's played some part, or was at least involved somehow in the breakup of his parents. When I see him now, his eyes are dark and full of pain. I wish I knew what was wrong with this family so precious to me. I hate to see them all so hurt.

Ty: I really thought it could have been love. But I guess it just wasn't meant to be. We were just too far apart, in more ways than one. You will always be a cherished friend to me, but I have to find my happiness, if I don't, I'm afraid of what I'll become. I can't live a life in pain and suffering, and I hope you too can find peace somewhere.

Zinfandel: I've just recently met this fellow, and already he seems a bit of a tease. He's apparently a friend of Ortu's, and I'm not completely sure I agree with his "humor", but he seems like a nice enough fellow. Just as long as he behaves himself, I think we'll be just fine. I also can relate to his pain. When you don't fall in love with who your "supposed to" life can seem like a nightmare, but like myself, it seems he too has finally found his heart.

~Lyrics~

Oh what the hell she says
I just can't win for losing
And she lays back down
Man there's so many times
I don't know what I’m doin'
Like I don't know now

By the light of the moon
She rubs her eyes
Says it's funny how the night
Can make you blind
I can just imagine
And I don't know what I’m supposed to do
But if she feels bad then I do too
So I let her be

And she says oooh
I can't take no more
Her tears like diamonds on the floor
And her diamonds bring me down
Cuz I can't help her now
She’s down in it
She tried her best and now she can't win it's
Hard to see them on the ground
Her diamonds falling down

She sits down and stares into the distance
And it takes all night
And I know I could break her concentration
But it don't feel right

By the light of the moon
She rubs her eyes
Sits down on the bed and starts to cry
And there's something less about her
And I don't know what I’m supposed to do
So I sit down and I cry too
And don't let her see

She shuts out the night
Tries to close her eyes
If she can find daylight
She’ll be all right
She’ll be all right
Just not tonight

Rob Thomas: Her Diamonds

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