down here low, fussing over scars

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[OPEN] down here low, fussing over scars

Ampere The Mother of Companions Posts: 719

Dragon's Throat Sultana atk: 9 | def: 11 | dam: 4.5

Mare :: Pegasus :: 14 hh :: 6 years HP: 73 | Buff: DANCE

Kygo :: Green Cheek Conure :: None Blu

01-02-2015, 01:12 AM (This post was last modified: 01-02-2015, 01:12 AM by Ampere.)

A M P E R E

[OOP SORRY I thought this was before the Murder had been known about but Mesec already knew.]

The deaths. It was strange for them to be all lumped together as one thing, the bodies that had once contained lives, souls, horses that she had known or could have known, in time. They weren't even individuals any more, not names or visible bodies, just a single entity blurred into one - death. She hadn't talked to anyone much about them. Everyone already knew, was already searching, already afraid. What was the point?

Ampere couldn't hold it inside any longer. Not just the deaths, the bodies, the omens, but what it all meant, why it all continued. There was a darkness in Helovia, but worse, there was a darkness in themselves. At his query she gently shook her head, unsure she had spoken correctly. "Not others, just all of them, in general. The deaths, the strange warnings prior, the wraiths..." She trailed off, not wanting to have to remember anything other than all those horrors. Weren't those enough? Of course there were more, there always was.

"Why are there so many?" she asked, exasperated, desperate, afraid and angry all at once. Weren't the gods supposed to protect them!? Her eyes flashed to the side. The storm opened up, a torrent of rain and thick, heavy air clouded with false night. Her wings laid flat, letting the water roll off as she stared into the distance, watching the weather. "It's inside us," she whispered, but the sound was harsh, accusing. Her head turned back to him, eyes dancing with lightning. She wanted nothing other than to fold herself away in his embrace, to let him be the moonlight in the dusk, but she couldn't, wouldn't. Ampere had never been good at letting problems fade away, ignored. She didn't want there to be problems, was that so hard to ask?

"The darkness, it lives in us, we can't ever get rid of it can we?" She trembled, cold, but more than that. She sighed heavily, her breath visible with the storm's temperature change. Anxiously her tail swished, head and neck rolling to be rid of some of the rain. "I wonder though..." she murmured, half to herself, her gaze once again wandering with her thoughts.