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01-25-2015, 09:54 PM
Happiness can be found, even in the darkest of times, if one only remembers to turn on the light. The full moon was high in the sky, it lit up the forest in a brilliant display of the true power it held. There was not much her eyes could not see in this light however the colours were dull. The doe's crowned head was tilted back, golden orbs glittered as they studied slightly obscured the moon, her thoughts on if souls really were good or bad. Arah herself would mostly be considered as a decent soul; she cared, was kind, thoughtful and loyal. When it came to her family she would do anything to defend them. All of her morals she held in high regard, aiming to never let herself down. The doe believed that same things as others; blatant cruelty was inexcusable, blaming children for mistakes of their parents was wrong and you should always treat others how you wished to be treated...the usual. Yet there was always her bad days, days where small things like others repeating the same damn mistakes made Arah want to rip her hair out. The days when she was snarly, vicious with her words even, those times when her patience had run out and the doe was prepared to lie, deceive and flee just to be left alone. Perhaps everyone had light and dark inside them but it was your choices that ruled you as virtuous or evil. Most days Arah didn't believe she fell into either category. A quiet sigh fell from her lips as Arah returned her gaze to the forest around her. The trees and bushes rustled in the gentle breeze, her own stray hairs danced across her nose before settling draped just below her eyes. She had only been to the Deep Forest a few times, yet this forest held a special meaning for her. Here was where the rook had revealed himself to her, showing her that with riddles and one very innocent box you could change someone's life. Mind control was gifted to her and now, whenever she willed it, anyone would fall under her control. Not exactly an ability that decent people would chose to have. Chuckling bitterly she closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath before she opened them again. Wynter swooped down to land beside her, excitedly the griffin clicked her break before taking off again. Frowning slightly the doe followed her companion's lead. Ducking under branches so she did not become tangled up in them, her hurried footsteps cracked twigs and crunched leaves. Finally she emerged in a small opening. The trees around her formed an almost perfect circle, while the moon beamed down upon her pale ivory form. Wynter flew around the circle in delight and it wasn't long before Arah was laughing. Moving to stand in the centre of the opening, the doe grinned at Wynter before once again tipping her head backwards to gaze at the moon. A smile still danced along her chops as she watched the moon glowing. "Tá sé go hálainn." As the moon lovingly gazed back down at her, Arah found herself thinking of an old nursery rhyme her mother would sing to her. Perhaps when she returned to The Basin she would sing it to her girls. As she continued to watch the moon Arah decided on only one thing. It did not matter what the categories where. She was an individual. After all, the moon would not shine so bright if it was not surrounded by complete darkness. |
And I ain't afraid to die, I’m afraid of going to hell.
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