r u n [ESCAPE THREAD]

r u n [ESCAPE THREAD]

Svetlana Posts: N/A

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12-01-2012, 10:31 AM

So I wasn't allowed to go freely. The Devil in his darkness had come after me. Already, I began shivering in his presence, fear coming out of the bravery, hate coming out of hope. I cursed myself, curst myselv a thouzandth timeths, hating for the stallion, hating myselv, hopeless me. Get a grip, I told myself, but inside my silver skin I was shrinking into a fearful mess of soul, terrified, absolutely petrified, by Deimos' presence. Any words to excuse myself were gone. I was the lab rat waiting to be tested on by a scientist. The rat may feel fear, the scientist feels nothing, it is procedure and experiment. What would he do now? Attack me? I would prefer the physical pain over the difficulties of his dark magic, the magic that takes away the brightness of your soul. Any happiness was simply destroyed. Even death I might prefer over his nefarious crimes. So strong was his magic I knew, well knew, even in ten years from now when I was an old mare, I would be afraid of him, just as afraid.

This was all before his magic slipped inside me, crooned its dark stories. And now I couldn't control. A whisper, a very faint whisper, escaped my lips- "Please, please, please don't." After that I couldn't summon the energy to say more. His curst magic haunted me, spun itself around me, except this time, it wasn't just at my feet, it was everywhere, so black and so cold, worse than any torture, any physical pain I've been through.

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SVETLANA
the StormChaser