the return

[OPEN] the return

Enyo Posts: 27

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Mare :: Unicorn :: 14hh :: 2

Onei :: Gyrfalcon :: None M.E.

#12

04-16-2016, 10:41 AM (This post was last modified: 04-16-2016, 10:41 AM by Enyo.)

Another one comes—someone to distract you from the bigness of a King who so graciously allows you to intrude upon his home, welcoming you and your dear Sister to find asylum here after the fake tragedy. You look at this red girl with something smeared across her face and neck (white splashes), while Mother (real and fake and new) informs you of a ludicrous thing: this is Dear Sister, too.

You cannot help it; you snort softly, looking on at this tall, older stranger and how a chill seems to emanate from her limbs. You do not know who she is to look at Mother that way, like a statue of ice, and there’s a wild moment where you think Mother is lying about you having another sister. You know it’s not a lie, of course. You know better. You’re simply in denial, and you find yourself in possession of a newfound, simmering, burning hatred. You don’t like this place. You don’t like this place. You have to give up your Father, and accept a Sister you never wanted, because you don’t need more than one of those things and Sisters aren’t strangers.

You don’t like this place at all. You consider throwing a fit. It would certainly be lively for you to throw a tantrum here, and you can already feel the buzz in your bones and the spark in your muscles to make a scene here in front of all these “nice” people. It would entertain you. It would be calming.

But you do not have your chance. You are whisked away, then, by Mother as she calls out thanks and gratitude and all sorts of flowery things. She will talk to this Darcy later, and your golden eyes stare at the red filly as mother shepherds you deeper into the herd land, where you might find some place to sleep. You decide: You will talk to Darcy later, too.

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