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[PRIVATE] Once upon a forever ago,

Maren the Crownless Posts: 264
Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 6
Mare :: Pegasus :: 15.0 :: 6 HP: 70 | Buff: NOVICE
Mr. Teatime :: Siberian Tiger :: Sing Yewrezz
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Mauja, the one who she had found did not use many words, informed her that he would sleep a little longer, as well. She had found their nightly embrace pleasant, a welcome brush of warmth against her cold skin. Yet she knew she felt no need for anything beyond that. And for a moment she panicked, thinking he might wanted to stay longer (why would he?) with her. She wasn’t ready for a commitment – might never be. Should she have been clearer? When she had been indecisive should she have gone, not cared like she would’ve; if only the sun hadn’t shone so snugly on her tired skin, if the sounds of the forest had made her want to move, instead of keeping her within their orchestral imprisonment. If she hadn't been lazy.

And with that and the help from tired eyes her panic faded. The only thing she needed to do was to care less, so that was what the mare did. She lay comfortable, not retained from feeling at ease on the marble floor, with the wind that sometimes fanned her cheeks as the filtered light subtly pressed on her eyelids. Her lack of feelings were not hushed by promises of more and neither were they igniting in hopeful cinders that erupted in search of another page to burn up.

She felt a nudge and her eyelids flashed for a moment but didn’t open. She was alright as she was, nothing as small as a soundless movement and a nudge would be able to disturb her peacefulness.

A new, gentle push of the wind found its way through the open, marking the empty spot behind her as it took the warmth the stallion had left behind. That taking of that warmth was what made her eyes open in a slight confusion. Relief smothered whatever panic was left as her eyes glanced from under white lashes  through the opening of the rotunda.

From her odd perspective she watched him leave. Quietly and content. According to her, a perfect ending to her one night stand; her temporarily taming of frustrating hormones. And, after the sight of his behind had gone into a blur, smudging into the Burch leaves' lustering, she only vaguely hoped that she wasn't pregnant. Nevertheless the sounds of the forest pressed on her loneliness as her curved back felt cold with his absence... But that was simply how it went, the mare scolded herself once again, for it didn't matter that the world was an ever changing thing, (oddly enough) some things continued to never change (like this). As if that was even possible.




 

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Messages In This Thread
Once upon a forever ago, - by Mauja - 11-08-2015, 09:53 AM
RE: Once upon a forever ago, - by Maren - 11-19-2015, 04:48 PM
RE: Once upon a forever ago, - by Mauja - 12-16-2015, 05:42 AM
RE: Once upon a forever ago, - by Maren - 12-17-2015, 11:52 AM

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