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10-17-2015, 10:53 PM
Rasta definitely was not feeling much at the moment. Blind eyes gazed across the horizon, where the sunset would be had she the ability of sight. On occasion, when her despair seemed too much to bare, Ettore would flash images of the beauty across her mind - remind her of the intricacies of life, and that there was good somewhere. But, Alleo had been so far from her lately. Distant, either physically, mentally, or both - she couldn't tell anymore because he wasn't close enough for her to feel. Alas, that didn't exactly mean he was far - which would mean he was mentally pulling away from her, just far enough away in distance to create an illusion of space. What would it feel like to fight? To spar? To feel the aching of her muscles as they bruised and were split by hooves and teeth. Ah, it had been too long - but she had never really been one so keen on fighting in the first place anyway. She had only done it out of self-defense or defense of those who were unable to do so themselves. She knew she was weak being blind. She knew she could easily be overtaken - she had rarely put herself in a situation that would require physical prowess. Today, she had climbed high up into the mountains - listening to the sounds of the waterfalls that scared her to death. They tore up her surroundings, making the journey even more treacherous than it already was. But, she didn't care anymore - and Ettore continually warned her when she was getting too close to the edge. They worked in tandem now, almost how she and her previous companion had. It was great to feel that bond again, and that was one of the few things that kept her moving on a daily basis. She wasn't alone and Ettore wasn't alone either. Even in the darkest of situations they would have each other to lean on. Still, she wanted more, and she wasn't sure she was capable of finding it here - in the Falls, anymore. | R take another breathe |
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Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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Mystified, just spinning 'round in circles
Drowning in the silent screaming with nothing left to say
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