Spirit Rolled into the land dust gathering behined him as he stopped by the rolling water slowly crossed the current slowly pushing on him as he pushed though the rolling waves.As he reached the bank he took off running drizzles of water falling from his frame.He stopped in the middle of the terra.He stood on his back pillers unleshing a shattering whinny ,showing clearly that this terra was now his with another whinney this one a deep shatering call.As he looked around.And with a snort he left to exsplore his new terra as he stopped every few feet and lisened awiting anouther answer hopefully a mare.As his deep brown eyes glisened.He soon came back to the middle and bedded down shakeing his black mane,his boa arched down as the sun set for the night over the rolling hills.The life of the night soon to start as the beam shone deeply atop his frame but as he closed his eyes he yelled"This be my land forever!,But allways will be the gardens as he made it."