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07-28-2012, 03:50 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-05-2012, 12:44 PM by Cassiopeia.)
The silvern damsel stood mostly statuesque in the wake of the boisterous tides. The turbulent waves swanned up from the sapphire reaches of the ocean, straining to engulf her hooves before retreating back when they failed to do so. Froth effervesced along the edge of the waves as they enveloped the hard, dished sheath of the mare's feet, the moonlight kissing her coat of roan with a dulcet glimmer. No creature of the astral realm accompanied the dame. Only the timeless, roaring voice of the sea existed to serenade her, as she peered out across the diamond-threaded body of water. Her ashen accented wings were fueled delicately along the sweeping contours of her back as she awaited her lover to find her. She had teasingly asked him to do so before embarking off toward this watery realm, and not a doubt existed within her that he wouldn't be able to. He had a certain niche to find her wherever she went, and if he chose to bring Cirrus then she had no objections. |
