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The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. [Complete]

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11-23-2012, 10:36 PM (This post was last modified: 11-24-2012, 04:08 AM by Cassiopeia.)



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The world was quiet. She teetered on the edge of immaculate perfection, and she might've achieved it, were it not for the unravelling quality of cold. Upon her dark bosom the frost clung like tiny, intricate pearls, smothering all aspects of botanical life. A layer of ice coated the tree limbs, yet they evinced no contempt, retreated deep themselves in the midst of their winter slumber. Frigidity clung to the air like an invisible mantra, and it hied down the matron's throat as if wreathed with frost.

The wind crooned softly, whispering quiescently against the downy plumes of her wings, extended from fattened slopes. Cyan eyes scanned the forest below, probing the frost-cloaked terrain intently. From above the canopies of the trees, the world seemed small. Below her spanned hundreds of feet of nothing but air occupied only by the occasional stray flake of snow careening slowly through the air like a winter butterfly before being whisked away on the breeze without even the slightest bit of defiance.

"Ah, Frostfall," she whispered, "how unsure I feel of thee."

There is balance in all things, even in the endlessly orbiting ritual of the seasons. With a harsh winter, there is a frail hope that spring will come to whisk away the snow and the staleness, and in its wake all living things will be reborn. Without the cruelty of winter, the true majesty of spring could never be veritably cherished.

It is with this mindset that the star breather caught site of something below her - a break in the trees, and what would appear to be an equine, the rich mahogany of her coat a stark contract amongst the pristine white which encompassed her. Almost reflexively she allowed a whinny to leak past her lips, and she arced her body downward, riding the wind current as she began her descent. Hopefully this mare wouldn't mind the company.

Wings beat forcefully, and she alighted rather gracefully before the stranger. The appendages were then furled with care atop her back, and she smiled thinly, glad to have found another when she had seen naught a soul for so long. She bowed her head ever slightly - a silent salutation. "Greetings," she offered, her tone cordial and inviting. The mare's expression was ambiguous; a nameless emotion, and yet it was evident something had perturbed her. "Forgive my imprudence, but does something trouble you?"


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The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. [Complete] - by Ree - 11-22-2012, 04:25 PM
RE: The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. [OPEN] - by Cassiopeia - 11-23-2012, 10:36 PM
RE: The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. [OPEN] - by Ree - 11-24-2012, 10:21 PM
RE: The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. [OPEN] - by Ree - 11-26-2012, 10:59 PM
RE: The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. [OPEN] - by Ree - 11-28-2012, 01:29 PM
RE: The woods are lovely, dark, and deep. [OPEN] - by Ree - 12-01-2012, 08:05 PM

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