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03-02-2013, 10:54 AM
Walking slowly, the mare's head high up, reaching for the twinkling stars above head. It was a silent night, not a noise other than the sound of rolling waves. The mare flicked her ears back ad forth, detecting only the sound of the dark waves that folded onto one another. The mare snorts, her dark nostrils flaring and her amber orbs scanning the sandy beach.
A full moon rose high into the sky, illuminating the beach. The sand appeared to glow against the rays of light coming down from the round moon. The sky was speckled with small, glowing speckles. The salty waves mirrored the sky as they rolled onto shore and slipped back to the open ocean.
The lone figure of the mare moved slowly across the vast landscape. A small wind begins to whip her dark locks before placing them back onto her shoulders. Large, feathery appendages expand outward, the feathers ruffling slightly. The bay fae shakes her tail before folding her wings back towards her body. The beach was cold during the night, almost freezing. Shivering, the mare walked farther forward.
Loneliness is something everyone has, this mare especially. All her life she had flirted, but never truly loved. Well, except for that chestnut pirate that had met her in the Threshold. But he probably didn't like her the way she liked him. Or did he?
No, probably not. The mare shakes her head, pushing the thoughts to the small shelf in her mind where she usually kept unwanted thoughts. There was barely enough room as she stored the thought away. Being alone wasn't bad, but without a family or any friends was worse. So much worse.
It was almost painful.
[[Short post is short. :/]]
A full moon rose high into the sky, illuminating the beach. The sand appeared to glow against the rays of light coming down from the round moon. The sky was speckled with small, glowing speckles. The salty waves mirrored the sky as they rolled onto shore and slipped back to the open ocean.
The lone figure of the mare moved slowly across the vast landscape. A small wind begins to whip her dark locks before placing them back onto her shoulders. Large, feathery appendages expand outward, the feathers ruffling slightly. The bay fae shakes her tail before folding her wings back towards her body. The beach was cold during the night, almost freezing. Shivering, the mare walked farther forward.
Loneliness is something everyone has, this mare especially. All her life she had flirted, but never truly loved. Well, except for that chestnut pirate that had met her in the Threshold. But he probably didn't like her the way she liked him. Or did he?
No, probably not. The mare shakes her head, pushing the thoughts to the small shelf in her mind where she usually kept unwanted thoughts. There was barely enough room as she stored the thought away. Being alone wasn't bad, but without a family or any friends was worse. So much worse.
It was almost painful.
[[Short post is short. :/]]
