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05-19-2015, 10:41 PM
Tembovu
A mammoth grey statue stood in the calm surf. It was evening, the sun was getting a palette ready to fingerpaint the sky. But it was a calm evening, dusk was a gentle grey-lavender. The sun was a soft yellow-orange. The breeze was chilly, but gentle as its cool strokes caressed his thick skin.
The kind zephyrs were attempting to solace the large stallion- even the ebbing tide washed gently around his thick legs, swirling the thick black strands of his tail. It was starkly black against the grey-blue water. He stood up to his mid-cannon in the sea, breathing deeply the salty balm.
Large barrel moved with his deep breaths, the black slashes stretching over his thick ribs. Mara would have loved this evening, a damming, wayward thought floated through his previously quiet mind. Ears flicked sideways as he lowered his heavy horn slightly, bowing his large head.
Black lids slowly close over now darkening deep blue eyes. Why is it that loneliness becomes so acute at dusk and sunset? And even more excruciating at nightfall? These thoughts drift through the calm as he stems the flow of old, painful memories.
A lonely, crashing breaker disrupts his melancholic contemplation. Azure eyes pop open. He looks to the horizon- searching for what? He had found Helovia. He had herdlands, work, a new purpose to throw himself into.
The old soldier snorted softly at himself, “Get yourself together, man,” though his mumbling was meant for himself, his deep voice always carried well- and the wind carried it even further.
He sighed to the carefree gulls calling sleepily above. He was so ready- so incredibly ready- to bury this dull this aching pain even further into his giant chest.
ooc| @[Rexanna] broody Tembovu xD
There's a burning star to lead your father home,
He'll travel from afar, no matter where you roam.
Rest your angry heart, my darling, don't you cry,
Soon you'll see him come across the bending, bleeding sky.
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