It's dark, until it's not. It isn't, until it just is. The colt isn't aware of much about the process, except that he's wet and cold and there's a thing rasping across his body, clearing his airways so he can gasp in his first precious gulp of air. He blinks, and light floods his ice-blue irises. He sees lots of different things; there's a sweaty grey lump next to him, the owner of the thing that's licking him, and he instinctively knows her to be his mother. There's a massive hulking someone nearby, and the newborn doesn't know what that is, except that it's big and winged and antlered and scary. SHALL KNOW THE WRATH OF HEAVEN |
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what pride had wrought [birth] - by Nyx - 07-23-2016, 05:12 PM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Gaucho - 07-23-2016, 05:24 PM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Nyx - 07-23-2016, 06:19 PM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Arakh - 07-24-2016, 10:57 AM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Gaucho - 07-24-2016, 11:17 AM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Esinakh - 07-24-2016, 12:12 PM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Sikeax - 07-28-2016, 02:02 PM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Nyx - 07-31-2016, 10:43 AM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Gaucho - 08-03-2016, 01:34 PM
RE: what pride had wrought [birth] - by Esinakh - 08-27-2016, 01:07 PM
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