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07-26-2014, 05:16 PM
Mizarie It must have been the way he spoke, his voice so soft yet so dark, it slowed the pounding heart in my chest considerably, admittedly it reminded me of the stallion I called father once upon a time, and thoughts of the large friesian brute calmed me and brought me to thoughts of safety. My name is Lace. Welcome to Helovia! You seem to have been on the road for a while. The silver grullo stud spoke, I took a moment to glance back the way I had come from and suddenly felt that I was in fact rather worn out from my adventure. I had indeed not really intended to come so far, and had no idea that the soil I currently walked upon was that of another's land. Helovia.. I thought to myself, I wonder what adventures may lie here. "I uh, oh, well I don't know really" I spoke, still stuttering on shy spoken words, and despite having not spoken at all that often my voice was still well tuned, to my surprise. I couldn't actually remember the last time I had conversed with another being, aside from mumbling to myself or whisper-singing songs that would lock to my mind I hadn't interacted in a pleasant conversation for some time. My line of thought, once more was broken, however this time to the appearance of another light coloured soul. My brown spheres watched the gorgeous golden mare as she so elegantly made her way towards myself and the silver grullo who referred to himself as Lace. My ears moved back and forth once more, in a dance of uncertain thoughts portrayed through my ears, I glanced to the stallion cautiously and then back to the mare, the place the mare spoke of, I assumed could only be home to one of the herds Lace had mentioned not but a few minutes earlier. Sometimes when you win, you lose.. |
