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10-30-2012, 01:06 PM
Leyra turned her attention to something moving nearby. She cautiously walked closer, her nose stuck out in front of her, but all she could smell was something rotting. Then she caught sight of it.
A horse. One that is neither dead or alive. It is simply stuck between life and death. A horse that has died but has not left its body. Leyra felt pity over the horse. A small act of kindness on her part, was speaking with confidence, as she did not want the small undead equine to become scared. "Hello."Leyra spoke softly, caressing the words upon her lips."I'm Leyra, and you are?" She asked politely, bowing her head. This undead horse looked lonely, shy. She watched it walk ever so softly."There is no need to be afraid."Leyra waited for the equine to respond to her.
Word Count:144
OOC:
A horse. One that is neither dead or alive. It is simply stuck between life and death. A horse that has died but has not left its body. Leyra felt pity over the horse. A small act of kindness on her part, was speaking with confidence, as she did not want the small undead equine to become scared. "Hello."Leyra spoke softly, caressing the words upon her lips."I'm Leyra, and you are?" She asked politely, bowing her head. This undead horse looked lonely, shy. She watched it walk ever so softly."There is no need to be afraid."Leyra waited for the equine to respond to her.
Word Count:144
OOC:
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much,
And my scars remind us the past is real
I tear my heart open, just to feel
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My weakness is that I care too much,
And my scars remind us the past is real
I tear my heart open, just to feel
