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08-23-2012, 08:42 AM
The young stallion jumped high as the earthquake began. It wasn’t until he’d unfolded his wings and started to beat them in panic that he realized that it wasn’t a seismic cause to the rumble. It was hoof beats and up the trail came a mighty steed. Breeze shivered at the sight of the god, cream legs feeling unable to support his weight. His tongue was tied and he could do nothing else but listen as the Earth God’s thunderous voice seemed to wrap around him and embrace him in a friendly powerful hug. But Breeze shivered nonetheless.
He couldn’t get a word from his lips, but as the god spoke he nodded, head swiftly going up and down, and at the end of his words Breeze nodded even faster. “I will, oh heavenly father.” He wanted to say, but his month was dry and he felt dizzy - like he did when diving under water for too long. He realized, just then, that he was holding his breath and he let it go. With new oxygen filling his lungs he felt a little better, but the god’s present was still very humbling for him. He just nodded again and with a quick smile he threw himself up in the air and beat his wings. But to leave the god felt as hard and wrong as it had felt to stand just next to him. "Talk talk" |
