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Darkness fell in a curtain of stars that night, the soft autumn moon casting soft light upon the gently rolling Foothills. Snow had fallen in the high places, the mountain peeks stark white. A chill brushed against his thickening hide; the cold tongue of winter, a foretelling, a warning. Winter is coming. The Bronze had informed his colt about a particularly sour discourse that day. Leadership had changed hands - from silver to black-red, the dragon had said with all seriousness, perching on his withers lightly. There was battle, he trilled, giving his tail a secretive twitch. Much blood, then black-red call flock together. Aunt-mother with blue cast from flock. Smoke? the colt wondered, dumbfounded. What had this black-red done? He snorted, continuing onto a walk. Dying grass parted for feathered red legs. Yes. And young horse challenge black-red for throne. Has been said, Dei concluded, flapping his large webbed wings with fervor. The moonlight spread over his powerful shoulders like a coat, pooling on his metallic scales in dull shades of bronze. A cool breeze tumbled through the valley, whistling through the notch in his ear and chilling his bones. The encounter with the ghost mare seemed like a past nightmare, but he could still taste the blood, feel the ache of his shoulder, see her haunting dead eyes in the dark face. Bronze bristled at their shared memory, hissing as the boy recalled her ugly face. She is prey now, mere rabbit. 'If only.' A red leaf blew past them, the red dun and his bronze dragon strangely pale and blue under the diffused light of the moon. They mourned. "talk talk talk" |
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Red leaf | Ricoface - by Jackal2 - 08-30-2012, 07:11 PM
RE: Red leaf | Ricoface - by Ricochet - 09-02-2012, 01:11 AM
RE: Red leaf | Ricoface - by NPC - 09-02-2012, 08:07 PM
RE: Red leaf | Ricoface - by Ink - 10-08-2012, 01:50 PM
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