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02-11-2015, 08:09 PM
Auriel
I teeter back with the bucket in my mouth. I decided that I better stay quiet. I know that Cheska didn't seem to like the outburst that occurred, and I felt horrible. My stomach turned at the thought of her hating me, so I remained quiet until we returned to the meadow. It felt like forever, but finally I had drug my bucket back. The God took it and put it wherever. All I can think is that the only people that can get my water is either me, Cheska, mommy, daddy or, dare I say, Shida. Other than that, they better be hands of my water. It took me a lot of muscle to drag back here. In fact, my muscles ached very bad. I knew I couldn't take another long journey away from this task. Gingerly I looked toward her, before glancing down at my feet. "I'm sorry for being mean and starting stuff." My voice is quiet. I hate apologizing, but Cheska deserved it considering she did look like she was protecting me a little bit. I owe any guardian angels my apology. I kick the dirt in front of my hoof absentmindedly only to spot the Thistles. I love these things, they're so purple and pretty. I can't let them die in the flood like the God said, and it would give me a chance to rest! "Cheska can we get the purple flowers? They're really pretty and I don't want them to die." I turn and look out at the massive field of them. They're like a painting. It's so beautiful, not to mention, totally matches me. Well, at least I think. Im bad with making things look good. Suddenly, I spot a mare that looks like a tree with her partner. She seems distressed or something. Trotting over, I look at her carefully. I may have been a little mean before to the unicorn and the white mare, but I can't not help those in need. I catch her say something about something being lost. "I can help you find it Tree Horse!" I exclaim. I don't know her name or anything, but she seems nice enough to not kill me upon first look. "What can I look for? Ill look while picking some of my favorite purple flowers." I'm at least trying to be helpful. Everyone was in such a rush over these tasks, so it was the least I could do to alleviate the pain of knowing a flood was coming. Right then I begin picking up the nearby thistles, got to get as much as I can! @[Cheska] she belongs to the fire |
She walks in starlight in another world.
She is far away. She...she is far, far away from me.
She is far away. She...she is far, far away from me.
