City of IF

[NeverNeverGirl]

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[Gallant]

Sprint! didn't matter on how breakneck he dashed and jinked, the quake of the ground beneath him couldn't be escaped. What was supposed to be solid shifted under each stride. Balance was getting increasingly difficult to keep. Devanth took a bold glance behind him and saw nothing but fire spout from the earth as it split. Out from the crevaces roared gigantic monsters, black and red in flesh. These were the guardians come back to claim him. Take back Devanth from wence he came. They said that he could not run from them for they would always follow. They said he could not hide.

Smash! Rock and dirt folded up on intself as one of the guardians took a swipe at Devanth. The others quickly stampeded after him. Devanth had been running for weeks now, if he had energy then he would easily escape. His only hope of getting away was a small decorated dagger in his teeth. It was one of few. A plane crosser, but if he used he could end up anywhere. Even back in the prison he fought so hard to break free from.

[Gallant]

Okay, time to take a risk. Every step he took was loosing its flash and he was beginning to slow down. Another fleeting glance behind him told Devanth that he was soon to be caught. With heart thumping and nose flaring he bit down hard on the knife and as blood was drew the universe began to fade and blur. A silent flash erupted infront of him and he was gone.

Devanth plummeted through the oblivion. The ethreal winds made his hair whip his neck. There was nothing to stand on so his legs kicked wildly as he still tried to run. The environment around hims began to grow brighter until all was an energetic glow. Suddenly the floor slammed into his side. When you transport it's good to keep still as your position in and out of the ethreal plane usually stays the same.

Devanth got himself together and with a few attempts stood back up again. When his eyes adjusted to the new light he wasn't sure he could believe them. Of all the places he could land, of all the dimensions he could of ended up in.

Everywhere he looked there was an ass that would make your jaw hang down to the floor. The hair of these magnificent creatures draped past their shoulders and came in browns, blacks and golden blondes. His knife fell out of his mouth and clanged on the floor attracting the attention of the female incharge.

She trotted over, her white hair bouncing with each step. She pierced Devanth with sharp blue eyes.

"What's a big black stallion like yourself doing in a little old stable like this?"

Devanth was speechless. All he could do was stamp his foot which banged and sparked from the magnesium in his hoof