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[OPEN] Live up to your first impression.

Dragomir Posts: 275
World's Edge Glazier atk: 6 | def: 9 | dam: 5
Stallion :: Equine :: 17" :: 7 HP: 64.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Bunnie
#1

The birds, they got help from below
From dirty paws and the creatures of snow

He’d had, at long last, a revelation, midway between the Falls, and his rendezvous with the raven, when he’d quit being so bewildered with the metal’s existence, and had toiled, instead on what it was, on whence it had came:  below.
 
So his attention had turned to the very Earth itself, his eyebrows rising up into his dark forelock, his blue eyes suddenly alight with the wild gleam of discovery.  Of course!  It was all so simple, so perfect, that he could kick himself for not having thought of it sooner.  Fate, not coincidence, his mother’s voice calls to him from the green beyond, as he begins to burrow down into the cold earth at his hooves, with his hooves.
 
Ranjiri hadn’t asked him to be a Mason on a whim, at least not truly; sure, he had skills in the art of crafting, but, now, his chocolate legs growing steadily darker with the black, rich earth he toiled into, the fact that he’d been granted the power over the Earth’s stone had been this.  A gift in itself, the magic had also been a hint!
 
It was slow going, considering that everything was frozen for a good foot or so beneath the snow.  He wouldn’t be discouraged, however, no matter how mad he may appear, dirt flying out from around him; wild rabbits dodge and flee the debris, and the song of birds is replaced with their absence, and the thudding, thud thunks of the clods of frozen ground being flung into the surrounding foliage.
 
At last, the idea-crazed stag reveals a rock in the earth, lumpy, and red-brown.  Snatching it up, and galloping wildly to a boulder, he places the stone down on it.  Without hesitating, he begins searching for a stone not too large to pick up, but large enough to do some damage.  Finding a suitable subject after a few minutes, he returns to the resting, red stone, and flings his discovery at it, as hard as a horse might do.
 
CRACK! reverberates the rocks, the wintery meadow filled with the sound for a moment.  After making sure he’s not been struck with rock shards, he approaches the now-smashed rock with hopeful curiosity…
 
And can’t help but smile at the faint, metallic gleam in its heart.

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Messages In This Thread
Live up to your first impression. - by Dragomir - 12-23-2016, 12:51 PM
RE: Live up to your first impression. - by Isi - 12-27-2016, 04:23 PM
RE: Live up to your first impression. - by Isi - 01-04-2017, 09:51 PM

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