Heaven or Hell

Heaven or Hell

Faelene Posts: 297

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Mare :: Unicorn :: 16 :: 9 Buff: NOVICE

Sica

12-11-2012, 01:06 PM (This post was last modified: 12-11-2012, 02:36 PM by Faelene.)

F A E L E N E
everything is held at length

Wisps of silver fled from her lips, disappearing, and beginning one right after another. Her heart was heavy in her chest, pressing roughly against its cage, while her dark pillars worked quickly beneath her. The miles they had covered, and with nothing to show for it. She couldn't help think would be over this entire terrain before she figured this out. Was this part of the test? See how badly she wanted to have such power, what it was worth? It made the most sense, and she would continue till she found him, if for the sake of her own curiosity of who he was, and what he held dear.

Sweat began collecting on her poll, in the curves of her neck, dripping along her chest, making her more sleek than she was. The red maned unicorn continued her speed, headed for another collection of trees. Her endurance would soon be wavering, for now the cut the coldness left in the throat she didn't mind. Neither the pull of her muscles beneath her skin starting to burn, or the dull ache her shoulder had of her old wound. It reminded her she was alive, and capable of moving. That was something she would always be grateful for. It was times like this she really felt free, without doing as she was told. Running even with cause, but without care was something she couldn't get enough of. Like the one day upon the shore without the snow to restrict her, and no one scoffing about the act. It was only when she saw the Grove it sight, familiar if only by the outside appearance of unknown beauty she broke down into a trot, than walk. Panting with flared nostrils, she shook her frame, and than tried to take in a deep breath. Knowing it best to continue to walk, she meandered among the soft earth, not sure if there was a more lovely place in Helovia where she didn't feel trapped. Rib cage eased it's rhythm, she began to listen to the sounds of the morning to come.