The days down here seemed to blur together, without the sun's guidance, the concept of time seems to cease to exist down here. Poltergeist doesn't know what day it is or where he's at in this forsaken place. He walks until he is tired and eats whatever edible thing he can manage to find. He would say that he was lonely being down here by himself, his brother who had managed to talk him into coming down here was nowhere to be found now. He also has yet to come across another horse like him. Bu...

The eerie sound of hooves connecting with the cold, stone ground echoed throughout the corridor. It was the only noise that could be heard, the only thing breaking the air of silence. A soft huff escaped through a grey stallion's nostrils as he shook his head tiredly. Poltergeist has been wandering these halls for gods only know how long and he was getting sick of it. Everything down here looked the same, moss covered stones and cobwebs. He hated it, especially considering he still hasn't fou...