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05-05-2016, 08:18 PM
The cliffs above the ocean were a sufficiently dramatic place for the filly to brood—though she could hardly be called a filly for much longer. d’Arcy had been an early bloomer and though she was still shy of two years, her frame had lost most of the fuzzy, awkward angles of foal-hood. With birdsong arrived, her thinker frostfall coat was dissipating to leave only sleek red in its wake. She stood near the edge, letting the sea winds whip at her black locks as she stated (seeing little) out over the western horizon where the sun was about to begin its descent.
Isolation. In her youthful lack of wisdom, the red girl had confused it with independence; that not needing to be with someone demonstrated that they weren’t needed, that they held no power over her. It was a wrong supposition, if anything her conscious separation was merely a demonstration of how much sway her emotions had on the girl; how much she cared and how little she wanted to. Her mother and brother had left her, that had hurt. It had hurt because she cared for them. Because she cared for them, they had the power to hurt her. She did not have the power to stop them from leaving again. She spent ages isolating each point, trying to examine and understand it but this first foray into the complexities of adult emotion was taking her to task.
Perhaps if she had chosen to speak with someone rather than brood in her on pit of adolescent angst, d’Arcy might have been persuaded that there were benefits to caring for other people; but there was no one to speak to, and perhaps it would not have made the slightest difference. At her core she was a creature of ambition and from the moment it entered her mind that giving other people power meant relinquishing it herself, she had resented it. If that’s what emotions found do to her then she had to keep them in check. If that’s what caring meant, then she was determined not to.
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I thought the most beautiful thing
in the world must be a shadow
in the world must be a shadow
ooc :: Woooo teenage angst! @Enyo
when I tell you that i love you
don't test my love
accept my love, don't test my love
cause maybe i don't love you all that much
don't test my love
accept my love, don't test my love
cause maybe i don't love you all that much
