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11-10-2013, 05:51 PM
S A C R E
On a day of long thoughts and wandering, Sacre had once again strayed quite a way from home, his travellers heart always wanting to know more about the world in which he lived. Though in light of recent events he was significantly less curious and more withdrawn, his mind ticking over Roux, his parents and his situation in general. Big things for a wee lad to be pondering, but the dull beat of life thundered on and he needed to decide what it was he wanted to do in light of his new perspective. However, today was not the day it seemed as a sound so foreign pierced the air to the monotone thud of something rather large. Sacre's eyes widened as all sorts of possibilities ranging from evil monsters to gigantic aliens sprang to mind and he didn't know whether the pounding of his heart was from fear or exhiliration. Or both. His legs had spread wide apart in shock, chest heaving for a fare few minutes until finally he picked up the strings of his foolhardy courage and carefully picked his way through the claiming grounds shadaded by trees that shimmered in summer glory. Upon approaching the boy saw legs like tree trunks and a pegasus hovering who looked tiny in comparison. On a normal day Sacre would have been excited and astonished to see his first pegasus up close, but the experience was greatly overshadowed by that of the thick bodied creature before him. What on earth was it?! The winged fellow spoke first, offering smiles and comfort, the ebonite child unconciously drawing closer to him. Feeling a little safer nearer the pegasus stud before finally he stopped and glanced up, sucking in a sharp breath. Were those... Horns?! They were huge! Growing from completely the wrong area, in Sacre's opinion. The child didn't quite make it to the ears before speaking out of shock. "You're amazing! How did you get those?! Do you think mine will grow that big?" Oh, but if they did! Long and perfect ivory, his own was the wrong colour, but still. What a thought. He smiled a beaming little boys smile and turned to the flying stallion. "You're a pegasus arn't you! I've never seen one of your kind before! I'm Sacre" he laughed. For once he acted more like the child he really was, his reactions pure and innocent, free from distress and troubling thought. Whispers in the dark Steal a kiss and you'll break your heart |
There's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
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