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Post by RUSH on Apr 20, 2007 23:21:46 GMT -5
Now floating up and down I spin, colliding into sound Like whales beneath me diving down I'm sinking to the bottom of my Everything that freaks me out The lighthouse beam has just run out I'm cold as cold as cold can be be
The gleaming coat was scotched with bright beams from the sun, arriving from the heavens. The rays sprout through the leaves, and small branches, of the towering trees and splattered against the young mare. Her noggin lifted skyward, and optics scanned the horizon, as if expecting something. She moved foward into motion, keeping her speed to a normal walking gait. Her bode came to a sharp halt, as she stopped short at the cooling lake. Sparkling lake, this was the place for loved ones. For loved, even long lost, souls to come and find the lover of their dreams. Would it happen to herself today? She doubted it. Many rejected her screams to the heavens, her screams for a harem and leader that would provide protection and comfort. They all failed to do so, as she stuck to herself in the long cold nights of winter. It was spring once more, and many thoughts had rolled throughout her complex mind. She could be pregnant soon, if a stallion was pleased to make that occurance happen. She could be burdened with a foal, even if she didn't please to. Her season would arrive in only a few weeks of time, perhaps even days. She was never sure. You couldn't predict what could really exactly happen, but you could try. You couldn't be exactly sure what the weather would be like until it already happened. Sometimes she wished of her life to become a new start, fresh and newly born like a foal's. Her chance for a lover arrived once more, maybe today wouldn't be like any other day. Maybe today..would be different.
ooc- Reserved for Shadow. ^^ Oh, and sorry for the EXTREMLEY sucky post. ><
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Post by shadow on Apr 20, 2007 23:41:34 GMT -5
And what do we have in store for our hero today? Perhaps he shall meet a mare and her heart he will sway…
It was hard to be light on your feet when the leaves were just now turning, the pollen was all around and the sky was so vast and blue that you could not look down for more than a few seconds. Crack! darn. I shook my head, black shaggy mane whipping back and forth. I really needed to start paying attention. What, with the massive Oaks six months behind everybody else, they were dropping branches and leaves like rain. An equine could really hurt himself had they tripped. Of course, I had merely stepped on the bracken. But still, it could have been worse. Looking strait ahead, I continued my quest. I still had no idea what exactly I was questing for, but it was something. A little murmur had told me that I was heading in the right direction. Although, I did not know what to look for. I knew what season it was. It was the mating season. The femme’s would come into heat and the stallions would fight for the most beautiful. Well, some of them anyway. Not me. Call it foolish if you will, but there are more important things than the beautiful. Perhaps my mother was a testament to that. Perhaps I was too. I am not fat per say, but I am not the leanest or the meanest either. My legs are too thick and my barrel is round. Pleasantly plump, my mother would call it. My father would just shake his head at me and tell me to go and practice my sparring with the other colts. But I wouldn’t. I was happily contended just to lay at my mother’s feet and watch as the world went by. But not, the world has gone by and I am older. I can no longer lay at the feet of the one who brought me into this world. I have to traverse on my own, they told me. I have to find my own way in life, they said. I will show them. I can do it. One foot in front of the other. My velvet nose pushed through a thick bramble in the foliage and I shoved my body into the clearing. And then I saw her. The mare.
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Post by RUSH on Apr 20, 2007 23:51:26 GMT -5
ooc- turning to first person, if ya don't mind..I never really try it..hehe. Better late than never eh? =D
Scars remind me.. that the past is real. A deep sigh came from within me, I felt the lightest fluster when I saw two sparrows announcing their morning songs. How could they be so merry? So merry and full of glee, even in the worst times. Perhaps that was the way they all were, so light and merry. I myself don't understand how I could be that way, maybe one day I could be. Then I would understand fully, and feel what they have felt. Being loved wasn't something I have had introduced to my life before, well I had by the one who had birthened me, but after her death, I felt like I could no longer feel that feeling again. I felt torn, ripped into two, as if my whole life was a waste and unneeded. Deeply, I rolled into thought as I blocked out the world around me. I finally slit open my vissionaries once more, and glanced around before reaching downward, to the cooling liquid. I almost had to pause a moment to cough, and gasp for air at the speed I drank. I had felt thirsty, and maybe the long way to arrive here had caused it. I stopped a breif moment, only to rest then continue the sipping. Once I had fufilled my full desire of the water, I carefully waded into the sparkling lake, of clear water. I only came to were the water splashed at my ankles, for I didn't want to wade to the point swimming had to come. I rested, rested in the cooling air and fresh water. For once, I had felt at peace.
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Post by shadow on Apr 21, 2007 0:02:50 GMT -5
And what these pairs never knew, Was they would be one from two.
It was hard to stay silent when the world around you tempted everybody to break the trance and introduce noise. The land felt untouchable by the likes of me. My dumpy ears pricked around nervously, unsure of what to do next. My lips quivered, almost fearful that should I do something wrong, I would wake up as if this was all a dream. Well then, I suppose that I had better keep on sleeping. Heck, I could sleep for an eternity and not give two bushels of fodder. Testily, I lifted up a forehoof and set it down, shifting my weight over to it. And again, I lifted up my opposite hoof and shifted. I closed the span between us. What would I do now? I was close enough to count the hairs on her hide, and if I were to whisper she would hear me. But, what do I say? What tales do I dream up to account for my lack of everything else? What lies do I spin that tell of glory instead of the regular equine that was me? Do I dare say that my parents were royalty and that others bowed down to them, but an evil wizard captured me, but through my valiant fighting I escaped from his grasp and landed here? No. That was too extreme. But the truth… that was a little different. I was born. That was it. No Kings and Queens, no Evil Wizards and no Valiant Fighting. And for what? Should I introduce myself? Tell her that my name means rabbit in my native tongue. That is, if she can even understand my accent-laden speech, the way the words jumbled out of my mouth. I cast my eyes downward for a moment, only to close them abruptly when a strand of pollen entered my nostril. Gasping for breath, I lifted my muzzle for the sky. And sneezed.
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Post by RUSH on Apr 21, 2007 0:11:30 GMT -5
I tear my heart open... just to feel.
I felt a soft breeze travel against my bode, my banner waved as a flag, and gently brisked against my hind hocks in a dance. A dance as leaves did with the wind, rain did from the clouds. The clouds tears, it was the only thing that could hide another's. I deeply sighed, relieved to be at peace. Undisturbed, silent, and listening to the courtship sounds of birds. That was..until I heard a sneeze. Almost on a dime, I jerked my noggin skyward and my limbs lunged. My heart thumped, and I almost swore I could hear it with my very own thorns. The water splashed wildly as my daggers chucked onto them, and sunk lightly into the soft sand. I sprouted a couple yards away, in a safe distance before coming to a sharp halt and turning to see what ever had disturbed me. Disturbed my peace, and quiet. My anger rose to see it was only another equine. How I wished others would leave me be, but then again I found myself thinking of that I am naive. I shouldn't be angry at him for coming toward me, this was the lovers land. Was I imagining things? No, this was real. Had someone come in care for me? Odd feelings turned in my gut, and I only stared, breathing hard as my heart begun to slow down to its normal pace. He had given me quiet a scare, I was a prey animal . . . although I didn't jump so easy often. Maybe it was because I was in a different land, not a terra, this time. My gaze settled gently on him, and my rage disintegrated away into the sky's.
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Post by shadow on Apr 21, 2007 0:14:24 GMT -5
((g2g, will reply tomorrow))
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Post by RUSH on Apr 21, 2007 0:15:30 GMT -5
ooc- - sigh - Alrighteh. ^^ /ooc
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Post by RUSH on Apr 30, 2007 18:33:30 GMT -5
BOOMPEH!^^
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Post by RUSH on May 15, 2007 0:16:05 GMT -5
shadow..?
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Post by RUSH on Jun 22, 2007 1:33:11 GMT -5
ooc- -poketh dah shadow- d00d liek posteh. Before I go all JACKIECHAN on yah. x3 jks.^^ But pweash poooosteh.... -gnaws on Shadow's head - /ooc
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Post by shadow on Jun 22, 2007 12:50:39 GMT -5
((esaopifgudfiolgn4it n=90a2))
Fair maiden, why do you run in fright? It's not as if he knew your plight...
Was something really wrong with me? Is this who I was destined to be? Forever scared and labeled as ugly. Please no. As she ran away, I turned to look into the water. Lowering my head until it swept the ground. My breath rattled the grasses, my eyes looked down in shame. Who was this monster that looked back at me? Lifting up a hoof, I slammed it into the mirror. Droplets like glass flung at me. But it wasn't my skin that was cut and bled. But it wasn't my pelt that lay in shreds. It was my heart. This is who I did not want to be. I wanted to be pretty, I wanted to be loved. I wanted to have the mares want me like I so much wanted them. Inky black eyes started at me, rippling in the lake. I sighed, and raised up my head. Afraid to look at her. Why can't I be normal for once. Why can't I just be free? Why must I be trapped in this body, why do I have to be me? Finally, I mustered up the courage to look to where the fae had gone. Not far, that's good. This time, instead of approaching her, I stayed where I was, not wanting to risk another flight. I exhaled and manuevered myself so that I was facing her full on. Pulling up my lower lip, I chewed on it thoughtfully, I suppose I should say something. Forgive me, this is my first try at this sort of thing. Honesty. That's what Mother had always applauded me on, that was the one thing that I could not mess up. What now?
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Post by shadow on Jun 22, 2007 13:35:53 GMT -5
((sorry for the short post, I have to try and remember him again))
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Post by RUSH on Jun 22, 2007 14:58:47 GMT -5
[naw. Its fine.^^ -ish going small words now- >3 phear dah almighty air guitar. >D ooooh yah. ugh. I suuux at first person so..er..third it is. x3] Rage shouldn't be placed as he, as he meant her no harm. She only meant for it to be peaceful on this day, but found herself in a land that made her in feelings deep within another. Engraved in eachother hearts. The mare didn't take the stag as ugly, no, he was taking the courage to speak to her. Wasn't he? She thought so. She wasn't one to judge a book by its cover, she was like the oustide looking in. Lightning grinning at his apology, she only spoke smoothly in returance. I forgive you. Deeply releasing a sigh, she showed a sign of relaxation when a hind hock bent, and a daggers rested. One side of her hip higher than the other. Tilting her noggin lightly at him, she scanned him over. He wasn't that bad, not even half. What was she getting herself into now? Well, when you got a ticket you might as well use it. She wasn't gunna a good steed like this walk past in life again, although the one other thing she feared was being alone again. Lyrics parted through the air, slicing between them as she softened her gaze more. What brings you here? It was a stupid question, and she regretted saying it as she clearly known what this place was for. Ugh. She became so stupid sometimes with conversations.
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Post by shadow on Jun 22, 2007 22:36:47 GMT -5
((will post in a few hours, I have to go))
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Post by RUSH on Jun 22, 2007 22:37:48 GMT -5
[okies!^^]
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