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06-27-2013, 08:22 AM
The darkness was unsettling, even to her. Gemini's dark coat blended in well with the darkness, but her bright horn, hair, and markings made her stand out. The snow fell upon her heavily, and she shook out her mane at regular intervals to rid the snow from her face.
Gem trotted slowly, and cautiously, the soft snow beneath her prevented her from making any sort of loud noise, such as a twig cracking. Many times she paused to look around, for another being, but it seemed that there were none in sight. So instead, she looked up at the darkening sky, and watched the storm clouds swirl around.
This land seemed dead to her, and she often wondered what drew her to this place, when it was all ice, snow, and darkness.
Gem knew that soon, she would tire out, but she kept on forging ahead, her horn leading the way for her. Everything seemed the same to her, and she felt as if she was walking around in circles.
This was not a good thing. She was lost, and she didn't know where she was. All the near by streams had frozen up, so she just lapped up some fresh snow that had fallen.
She accepted the fact that she was now truly alone in this wilderness, but she was confused as to why. The land seemed big enough and the dark, gray mountain that loomed over head seem was if it could hold several horses. The wind rushed past her ears and bit at her thick black coat. The snow covered most of her back, and she often stopped to shake it out. However, this was proving to be painstaking and not helpful, for after each shake, a new thick layer covered her. Gem left her coat as is and forged on. This places was shrouded by mystery. She wondered what happened that could leave this forest so empty, lacking, and alone. The ground she walked on couldn't always be snow and ice, she thought.
Gem trotted slowly, and cautiously, the soft snow beneath her prevented her from making any sort of loud noise, such as a twig cracking. Many times she paused to look around, for another being, but it seemed that there were none in sight. So instead, she looked up at the darkening sky, and watched the storm clouds swirl around.
This land seemed dead to her, and she often wondered what drew her to this place, when it was all ice, snow, and darkness.
Gem knew that soon, she would tire out, but she kept on forging ahead, her horn leading the way for her. Everything seemed the same to her, and she felt as if she was walking around in circles.
This was not a good thing. She was lost, and she didn't know where she was. All the near by streams had frozen up, so she just lapped up some fresh snow that had fallen.
She accepted the fact that she was now truly alone in this wilderness, but she was confused as to why. The land seemed big enough and the dark, gray mountain that loomed over head seem was if it could hold several horses. The wind rushed past her ears and bit at her thick black coat. The snow covered most of her back, and she often stopped to shake it out. However, this was proving to be painstaking and not helpful, for after each shake, a new thick layer covered her. Gem left her coat as is and forged on. This places was shrouded by mystery. She wondered what happened that could leave this forest so empty, lacking, and alone. The ground she walked on couldn't always be snow and ice, she thought.
