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It's that thing called curiosity. - Official - 06-09-2012 Umbra March 26th, 2012 at 7:45am 'I've stumbled upon a jewel!' the skinny mare thought with delight as warmth enveloped here like a blanket - soft like velveteen as it pulled tantalizingly at her subconscious. Slip into me, it pleaded her, but she couldn't. There was a certain haunting merriment on her angular face as she carried on deeper into the unknown terrain. Her luminescent rosy eyes seemed to glow with the fever of delight as she breathed in the pungent aroma of sulphur. The rock way beneath her groaned in a manner of agony as the lava brushed its' surfaces again and again. It dragged a little more of it with it each visit. It captivated her as she watched the strong stature of the rock melt away by its' gentle touch. For a moment the lithe mare could only stare below her as she walked. A flicker of light, a shining beacon ahead of her, was enough for her to reluctantly peel her attention away from the lava to sit attentively on three proud monuments. Were there unicorns of royal blood here? What did this mean? Ever-so-curiously she crept forward with her instincts on high alert. Closer, and closer she tip-toed until she could gently brush her muzzle across one of the shrines. "Nothing?" A sigh hissed from her lips as Umbra seemed rather puzzled by the lack of reaction by the monument. She felt foolish. Just because the place felt ethereal, divine even, didn't mean there was anything special about it. God of the Sun April 17th, 2012 at 3:02pm Warmth suddenly surrounded the shrine that Umbra scoffed at, as though they were not impressive. A glowing light encapsulated the area for a few, blinding moments. When pupils adjusted, a golden body stepped out from the light, and the world returned to normal. Surrounding this lithe figure, however, was an aura of warm glow, but the liquid eyes which peered out at the dark mare were cold. "Foolish," he says, his voice a hiss at her that matched her disappointed voice. "There is nothing here for disrespectful rats like you." The dark maiden with purple eyes, much like his sibling. She was probably as cunning and tricksy too, which made a growl seem to grow in his throat as he stared at her. An angry tension in his features as the God stared downward at those purple eyes. Then, just as suddenly as he had appeared, his anger evaporated. Was she really worth it? Perhaps this dark gal was not sent to him by his sister. Perhaps he could turn this charcoal beauty against the night she so mimicked. A gentle smile pulled over soft, warm lips. "But you did not know any better, Umbra of the World's Edge." His two spiraled horns gleamed in his self-made sunlight, black pupils dilating slightly as he looked at her more closely. The hum of magic did not fall from her frame, so she was not yet tainted, though she lived in the land of his sister. "What have you come for, daughter?" |