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[OPEN] Reborn

Lace the Silverthorn Posts: 459
Deceased atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Stallion :: Equine :: 15.3 hh :: 14 HP: 65 | Buff: NOVICE
Fajira :: Plain White Dragon :: Fire Breath Chan
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before the sun sets
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It was an overwhelming feeling to stand beneath the clear sky once more, surrounded by open fields and with the endless ocean stretched out before him. A cold, damp breeze swept in over land and rustled the gleaming mane of the stallion where he stood, turning his frame into a silvery statue silhouetted against the brightness of the sky. The heavens were shrouded in a veil of clouds, but despite that it was bright and airy, as though the brilliant blue of early winter had simply closed its lids and dyed the world in shimmering tones of mercury and gray.

He didn't mind. It was peaceful here, more than he remembered. A look of content rested upon his face, a sense of relaxation spreading from the lean equine as though all worries had disappeared from his mind. His self-induced exile into the forests had not been in vain; it was with a renewed strength and vigor that he breathed, prepared to face the consequences of his long solitude.

Much had happened since he'd retreated to the remote glen. The herd meeting had taught him that much, just by looking at the new faces scattered through the crowd. New problems seemed to have arisen, old ones were yet to be resolved and the more he mulled it over, the more insecure he became over what part he should take in every matter. Earlier he would have been standing at the front lines, prepared to take any risk and spill any amount of blood to ensure that the visions of the WeyrLeader became reality. Not so long ago he had been prepared to bend the very earth under his will, whip it and force it to grow and act upon his own wishes... He still didn't know the true consequences of his actions. Only time would tell that, time that he seemed to have gained an immeasurable amount of.

A faint sigh escaped the cobwebbed maw and after closing the eyes for a moment, Lace turned his head down to nuzzle the form of the small dragon that rested on a tall rock close to his side. "I should have kept away from all this magic" he told her, watching with quiet affection how her tail twitched in response. "Now I'm stuck with it, and the Gods only know for what purpose.. If there even is one." He wouldn't put it beyond to the fickle gods of this land to gift or awaken potentials within mortals like him for no reason other than their own amusement.

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Messages In This Thread
Reborn - by Lace - 06-04-2013, 04:20 PM
RE: Reborn - by Mirage - 06-05-2013, 07:23 AM
RE: Reborn - by Lace - 06-05-2013, 09:34 AM
RE: Reborn - by Mirage - 06-06-2013, 05:32 AM
RE: Reborn - by Lace - 06-06-2013, 01:24 PM
RE: Reborn - by Mirage - 06-13-2013, 08:10 AM
RE: Reborn - by Lace - 06-14-2013, 09:11 AM
RE: Reborn - by Mirage - 06-14-2013, 10:44 PM
RE: Reborn - by Lace - 06-19-2013, 10:14 AM
RE: Reborn - by Mirage - 06-23-2013, 08:22 AM
RE: Reborn - by Lace - 06-24-2013, 06:05 PM
RE: Reborn - by Mirage - 06-29-2013, 12:34 AM
RE: Reborn - by Lace - 07-01-2013, 07:55 PM
RE: Reborn - by Amaris - 07-11-2013, 05:07 AM
RE: Reborn - by Semira - 07-17-2013, 06:40 PM
RE: Reborn - by Lace - 07-23-2013, 10:44 AM

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