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Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light. Night had the forest in it's clutches. Crocked and strangely bent trees blocked most of the sliver moonlight, the forest had gone to sleep. Silence pricked at the doe's slim ears. Her golden eyes darted in different directions every time she herd a new noise. Her chosen path was one that she had wondered down before, it was not marked with any visual guides. Arah just knew it from experience, nervous as she was, at the end of this path she generally meet interesting or wondrous characters. Hooves brushed over and in turn landed on dead and decaying leaves. They were wet and stuck to underneath her hooves, it was not a pleasant feeling. Moonlight did not warm her as it rested on her back, the night had a certain forbidding chill to it. The Impersonator was quick to try and identify any sounds that she heard in the distance. The entire journey would of course be a lot easier if she had someone to accompany her, however tonight she was out on a stroll alone. Then again, not many would actually be out for a midnight stroll. Her stomach tumbled in nerves and Arah realised that perhaps she wasn't alone...after all anyone could really be lurking in this forest. Pausing for a moment she gently lifted her eyes to the stars, they had fascinated her for years and tonight they were awake again. Each star winked back down at her and Arah smiled, she was no longer alone. Her eyes were brought back to the forest and The Impersonator pressed forward, her will to continue exploring the forest was reignited. Curing around trees, thick yet silky hair sweeping the ground, the gentle doe wondered on. The life of the explorer was sometimes a truly lonely one. Quietly, barely louder than a whisper, Arah helped herself escape the horrible clutches of silence. "Don't you know I, sit around, with my head hanging down, and I wonder...who's loving you." Silence reclaimed it's crown as her voice died with the very slight breeze that had riffled through her mane. The world around her seemed kinder now that Arah had accepted her loneliness. A slight chuckle passed through her chops, it was only half hearted though. A sound not to far away caused Arah to pause, whoever made the sound sounded to be at least her own size. Moving cautiously, the ivory mare pressed forward. In the back of her mind she had decided not to let the sound deter her from her chosen path. Defiantly the Impersonator ignored all the warnings her mind sent her. Shrugging through some bushes, Arah paused and took in the sight before her. A glittering snake was winding it's way up a tree, it's scales catching the moonlight in a beautiful light show. A few feet away was the other Impersonator of The Basin. Seemingly frozen in fear at the very sight of the snake. It didn't take her mind long to make the connection, when the two had first met she forced him to let her try and take care of his bleeding snake bite. Blinking the doe came back to the present. The stallion did not appear hurt this time, merely haunted by the black ghosts of his past. The ivory mare forced herself into action, she had to help him defeat these daemons that still lurked with in his soul. Stepping closer, she put her back to the snake, while still keeping some distance between herself and the frozen stag. "Roland." As her voice whispered his name it shook, how long had it been since they had last spoke? "Look at me Roland...it's Arah." Her looked exactly as she remembered, so strong, charming....yet as she witness him facing a personal fear, all Arah wanted to do was protect him. Guard him and save him from himself. " " 646 words. @[Roland] |
And I ain't afraid to die, I’m afraid of going to hell.
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