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01-09-2015, 01:47 PM
GAUCHO
And I'd bring you further roses but it does you no good
And I'd bring you further roses but it does you no good
Some might have described it as a wave crashing down, filling him with relief and joy. Others, a gentle rain heralding praise and acceptance. But to Gaucho it was neither of those. The God's words descended upon him like a hurricane of fire, smothering and burning. Gaucho was filled by the fuel of his Lord's words, rejuvenated and refreshed.
His gaze rose, seeing the God now, completely ablaze. Pride resonated within the Wildfire's blue-striped chest to look upon his deity such as he was. A wry grin parted his lips as he nodded in agreement.
He would destroy, and then they would rebuild. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes - brighter and better than before.
As the Lord's flamed settled upon and merge with his own, Gaucho felt a peculiar rummaging in his heart and soul. Almost as if an opening had been created, waiting to be filled. The dun shivered, black ears taking in the God's final words before the fires once again became his own.
Another set of eyes? Did that mean his sight would be returned sooner than he thought? No ... such a thing wouldn't have imprinted his soul ...
But what did it mean?
"Praise the Sun" The dun whispered, rising and turning. His stormy gaze surveyed a landscape free of distractions and other souls. Inhaling deeply, the Wildfire released a victory cry from his dark lips. All he needed was for his family to do their part.
Then everything would be complete.
Taking to the air, the dun flew for home.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!
His gaze rose, seeing the God now, completely ablaze. Pride resonated within the Wildfire's blue-striped chest to look upon his deity such as he was. A wry grin parted his lips as he nodded in agreement.
He would destroy, and then they would rebuild. Like a phoenix rising from the ashes - brighter and better than before.
As the Lord's flamed settled upon and merge with his own, Gaucho felt a peculiar rummaging in his heart and soul. Almost as if an opening had been created, waiting to be filled. The dun shivered, black ears taking in the God's final words before the fires once again became his own.
Another set of eyes? Did that mean his sight would be returned sooner than he thought? No ... such a thing wouldn't have imprinted his soul ...
But what did it mean?
"Praise the Sun" The dun whispered, rising and turning. His stormy gaze surveyed a landscape free of distractions and other souls. Inhaling deeply, the Wildfire released a victory cry from his dark lips. All he needed was for his family to do their part.
Then everything would be complete.
Taking to the air, the dun flew for home.
Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!
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