ginger mare

lanapowellblog  asked:

For the 100th questions tag : 55, 56, 58, 59, 47 and 44! 😊

44. When was the last time you remember feeling completely serene and at peace with everything?

A few weeks ago. There’s a horse ranch pretty close to me where I’ve been going for a few years now, either for riding lessons or just to hang out with the horses. The owner is a really nice and kind lady and because we’ve known each other for a long time and she basically taught me everything I know about horses, she sometimes lets me take a horse for a ride. So a few weeks ago I took this ginger mare named Aniy (pronounced the same as “Annie”) for a ride. We went into a nearby forest, away from all the sounds of the city. While we were there, we stopped for a quick break near a little water stream so Aniy could drink some water and I could stretch my legs a bit. So I sat there on the grass and realized how quiet and peaceful everything was… I could just hear the water flowing and the birds singing, there was a gentle wind blowing playing with my hair and even though it was a very simple moment, just me sitting on the ground in a forest with a horse playfully splashing in the water near me, it was enough to help get rid of some stress and forget about my problems for a while. ^^

47. What food do you think should be banned from the universe?

I’m a very picky eater but the thing I would never eat in a million years is liver. And stuff like pig tongue, pig’s feet… I’m not hating on pigs, I just find stuff like that gross and I don’t get how some people can actually eat it…

55. What’s the most dramatic thing you’ve ever done to prove a point?

Stabbed my hand pretty hard with a fork to prove to my friend I don’t bleed easily, because he said he’d only believe me if I did that and didn’t draw any blood. Surprise surprise, I did not draw any blood at all. However, my friend thought it was bull and said the fork just wasn’t sharp enough, so he stabbed himself in the hand as well with the same fork and started bleeding quite a bit. You can still see the marks the fork left to this day :)))

(sorry, this is just part 1 bcs the whole thing doesn’t fit in one answer, but thanks so much @lanapowellblog! ♥)

On Route to Merv (Caravan AU with kamiya-ichizoku)

It was always nice to return to the beginning of the Silk Road.

Constantinople, so named for the conqueror who founded it, was abound with goods and exotics, strong scents of spices and coffee, mixing with the earthy stench of livestock and dung. People swarmed to the markets on the edges, awaiting new goods from abroad.

The people of the large city were used to clay pottery, glazed and in warm colors. But they squealed aloud with delight at the special treasure unladen from the Uchiha caravan.

Porcelain. Tea. Ginger and rice. Special mares and stallions, raw nuggets of jade, silvery veins of silver, all ready to be sold to the highest bidder.

Genji laughed his sides sore to see a fight break out when he unloaded his special prize…a pair of Lippizaner horses. They were treasured and sacred to the Europeans who had come to make a fortune here…but he was about to make a fortune himself on selling these rare breeds. Milky white manes of hair, they gently lipped his neck and ears as he led them out with his hands dusted in sugar to encourage them…laughing all the way as he heard the excited uproar.

He had his own pack of racing horses to be put to use in the city later on, but for now-

“Alright my lads,” He gathered their heads close. “You’ve got half the city eating out of your hooves. Let’s make them work for it, eh?”

They neighed in excitement, licking his palms, and he eased them on a stage. “My good people!” He called out. “The most beautiful horses in all Islam and Christendom!”

They cheered wildly, some merchants arguing and begging with moneylenders who awaited those who got desperate. “Alright settle down! Bidding starts at 500,00 taels!”

It seemed an extreme number for two horses, but no one objected. Even at thirteen, his working tan hiding a few bumps of acne, they bidded like crazy. The price went up steadily, by a few thousand taels, until it reached seven hundred thousand-

But Genji had seen the crowd begin to grow exhausted…and poorer, as the moneylenders counted the beads on their abacuses, and he decided to end it. “Sold!” He pointed to the last bidder. “Two Lippizaner horses, for 700,500 taels to the family in the back! Thank you sir!”

The horses whinnied at the end, Genji leading them away and sighing in relief. A fortune! But he sniggered. Knowing him….it’d go all back to horses! Half for the caravan and half for himself, he could buy Arabic breeds to return to Karakorum for an even bigger profit.

And with the white horses relaxing with him by his yurt, he waited for the buyer to arrive…satisfied with the sale.