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11-28-2012, 02:23 PM
The presence of the stallion made me feel safer in this eerie place. I heard to crows caw to each other, singing their ominous song. I looked around, a tiny bit spooked. Why did I come in this dead place again? The trees were were twisted in crooked ways, and the atmosphere was strange with the fog hanging low.
The stallion was eying me as I kept on scanning myself to see if I looked good enough. I do say, I can be a little bit flirtatious, and I would like to make a good appearance. I saw his lips curve up into a smile, as he kept on observing me. How did I look? I probably looked like the mud monster. Ugh. Thought flew into my head, and I felt like an insecure filly again. I kept on glancing down when he met my eye contact. By his size, he was even bigger than me, which was pretty big. He would've seemed intimidating, but his presence here in this marsh made me feel safe, and nearly fearless. If I got injured, he would possibly help me?
He introduced himself to me, curling the Za, of his name. What an interesting, foreign accent. I like it. It sounded so... I don't know how to describe it! I felt flattered when he called me beautiful. The heat was rising up all over my face, and I felt all girly now. Suddenly, the crows that were only two started grouping, more and more, until I felt scared. "Z-Zamoro", I said stuttering in fear as the birds became a bigger flock. "May we leave?" I said.
The stallion was eying me as I kept on scanning myself to see if I looked good enough. I do say, I can be a little bit flirtatious, and I would like to make a good appearance. I saw his lips curve up into a smile, as he kept on observing me. How did I look? I probably looked like the mud monster. Ugh. Thought flew into my head, and I felt like an insecure filly again. I kept on glancing down when he met my eye contact. By his size, he was even bigger than me, which was pretty big. He would've seemed intimidating, but his presence here in this marsh made me feel safe, and nearly fearless. If I got injured, he would possibly help me?
He introduced himself to me, curling the Za, of his name. What an interesting, foreign accent. I like it. It sounded so... I don't know how to describe it! I felt flattered when he called me beautiful. The heat was rising up all over my face, and I felt all girly now. Suddenly, the crows that were only two started grouping, more and more, until I felt scared. "Z-Zamoro", I said stuttering in fear as the birds became a bigger flock. "May we leave?" I said.
