Falling In The Snow [Open]

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Falling In The Snow [Open]

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#11

06-11-2013, 02:46 AM

ILLUMINATI

tonight the foxes hunt the hounds, it's all over now before it has begun

The golden mare felt her heart warming to the black unicorn, her words putting her worries to rest; soothing to her troubles. Her ears craned to catch every syllable, soaking up the information, keen interest hanging on every word that poured like silk from Circe’s mouth. She wanted to know more, though she waited patiently for the mare to be done with speaking.

These lands, of which the mare spoke, fascinated her; a World’s Edge, could this possibly be a drop off of the world. Where you could simply gallop no longer and topple off the edge? Though the thought of the moon above a kingdom, glowing down in soft pale light against the ocean, it only fueled her wild hopes and dreams. Then the Dragon’s Throat… did dragons inhabit this country? Her eyes had never lain upon a dragon before, she’d heard of the creatures of course; huge beasts with the power to bring forth flames and bend them to their wish. Or at least so she’d been told.

Then the Basin, she had never fancied the cold, it made her coat grow longer, her summertime sleek look disappear for months on end, no it was an awful thing. She supposed she might get used to it, however the thought of sharing a herd with racists; she shook her head in slight irritation of the thought, flakes of snow that had gathered upon her crest flying once again through the air.

Then the mare spoke of the Grey, her words were warm, comforting and reassuring almost. Her mouth open to respond cut off by the appearance of another. Another dark coated mare, Illuminati almost came to the conclusion that all of this realm must have been painted by the shadows, she felt quite out of place in her speckled appearance. However she pulled to her lips a smile, nodding to the new comer, “It is fairly chilly isn’t it?” Her voice chimed.

The second attempt made by the apricot mare was intervened by Chemical; though she had been curious as to how the creature could fly with such wings she was saddened to see her go. “Farewell Chemical,” She called after the mare, perhaps she would see her again, but what lay ahead was still a mystery.

Illuminati was third time lucky, taking a glance to the mare, Circe, “Would you perhaps mind telling me what I may be of use doing in your Kingdoms, I do not wish to run into anything with no further goals. The Edge…It sounds quite incredible. And your own home, The Grey, they sound intriguing. And if I may, what purpose do you serve in your home, Circe?”

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