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05-19-2013, 02:45 PM
A sturdy body moved quietly through the bushes, and the heavily wooded area. The scenery was stunning as he looked through all of the trees and spotted a serene lake with swans swimming around. Never had he witnessed such a calm, peaceful place. There wasn't the normal commotion of all of the birds singing at once, and only soft waves lapping against the shore were heard. Arrane was quite entranced, and a little bit saddened. The mare that he was starting to fall in love with, Brisa, had suddenly disappeared, and he couldn't find her. He remembered the talk about going to the Endless Blue with her, to see the ocean.
He almost imagined himself behind her, watching the joyful look on her face, as the ivory mare would approach the crashing waves, shutting her eyes and lifting up her face with a smile. Her mane wet, softly billowing in the gale, as Arrane softly came up beside her, nuzzling her gently. But it was all a fantasy, an imagination that wasn't real. He dearly wished it could come true, but he hasn't come across her. Thinking back to his first true love, Orinthia, he shut his eyes and gently rocked himself. Despite his flirtatious nature, he had only fallen deeply in love once, and wondered, why had he suffered these heartbreaks? It was like a cruel joke played by the gods.
The black mare he had met, Orinthia, with the cool green eyes had captivated him beyond anything. Her curious adventerous personality had drawn him in.
He almost imagined himself behind her, watching the joyful look on her face, as the ivory mare would approach the crashing waves, shutting her eyes and lifting up her face with a smile. Her mane wet, softly billowing in the gale, as Arrane softly came up beside her, nuzzling her gently. But it was all a fantasy, an imagination that wasn't real. He dearly wished it could come true, but he hasn't come across her. Thinking back to his first true love, Orinthia, he shut his eyes and gently rocked himself. Despite his flirtatious nature, he had only fallen deeply in love once, and wondered, why had he suffered these heartbreaks? It was like a cruel joke played by the gods.
The black mare he had met, Orinthia, with the cool green eyes had captivated him beyond anything. Her curious adventerous personality had drawn him in.
