/lit/ - Literature

>>16623693
Strange request, but okay...

Write something based on this image

I dont know what any of this is

>>16623693
Oh shit what the fuck is going on with that lady and her horse holy crap this is beyond my human comprehension I think I'm going insaaaaaaaaaane.

>>16623771

>>16623827
Fucking based

I remember seeing her, one night I and the men were bringing supplies to the next town over and a group of bandits ambushed us, we fought them off valiantly but I as I chased one I was shot, i laid myself with my back against a tree and wondered if this would be the end of me. With my hand over the wound of my chest I looked out over the crowded trees and that is when it happened.

I saw the beautiful Amazon come riding out of the thickets: she rode around me first making a odd noise unfitting for her beautiful countenance, like the sound of a frog croaking and then of various birds and horses, This strange well dressed beauty seemed to be full of such vitality, such a glory


She dismounted, went to and fro, and strove to serve me. I saw the garment she was wrapped in fall down from her shoulders; wrapping around me and a smaller cloth mending my wound. I saw her countenance, her figure, vanish in their radiance. All the dreams of my youth now fastened on this image. Here i conceived i had at length beheld the noble, the heroic, Clorinda with my own eyes, I tried to thank her or perhaps ask her name but could not muster the strength to speak a single word. Everything became dark and I fainted.

When I awoke I was in the care of a doctor and there was no sign of my beautiful heroin, my darling well dressed Amazonian.

It is my oath that I shall return to that place, seek her out while riding my own stallion and then I shall be with my Clorinda.

>>16624128
Why are you using a tripcode? Fag

>>16623693
My horse, losing it's footing, starting to move in and out of worlds. My gaze, no longer obscured by the trees, could reach the end of the world and where. There, also stepping between plaines, the four horsemen trodded silently waiting for the right moment to charge. For a few moments, our horses synchronised, our eyes met and, mercifully, they nudged my horse back on the right track and me back to life.

>>16623693
Horsey go woosh

>>16623693
For hours they walked in the forest. And thought. They were not surrounded by the trees so much as they were braided into them.

>>16623827

>>16623827
Legend

>>16623693
H O I S E