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11-07-2014, 10:30 PM
 Astrid
Running, running, running. That’s all Astrid had done since she had left the remnants of the army she once served proudly with. Running from the bloody war she had left behind. More than anything, she had been running from the heavy cloud of shame and guilt that had plagued her since she watched her mother finally succumb to death. She should have reacted sooner, fought harder; maybe then she could have saved her mother’s life and she’d be standing beside her today. Stormy colored eyes gazed down upon the forest she had been calling a temporary home of sorts for the last few weeks. Astrid’s original plan was to rest and move on, but the longer she stayed, the more she grew to like the place. Something about it spoke to her and beckoned her to stay. So far she hadn’t yet stumbled upon any other equines. She counted her blessings to have the solitude to heal from the nightmare she had narrowly escaped, though she knew that eventually she would be found. But maybe it wouldn’t be so bad, or at least she told herself that. Maybe she could find something useful to do besides wallowing in self-pity and guilt. With a dip of her bony, leathery webbed wings, the golden and black mare made a slow descent from the sky to the snowy ground underneath her. Landing gracefully in an opening in the trees, Astrid took a few strides before coming to a complete stop. The overly large, dragon-like wings rested on the snowy ground as if Astrid was unperturbed by the cold that permeated into the bony appendages. Blue-grey eyes closed as she basked in the silence, knowing that the quiet would not last long once she was found. "Speech!" Thoughts notes: Open to anyone! |
