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07-30-2013, 02:57 PM
farenjer
Endless, the single word described every night and hour of the icy skies and blinking stars. Not to forget the great and distant moon. The lean and tall figure of a stag drawing hot breath in the snow, he stood leaning to his side and staring up at the large mysterious structure. The strange man flicked his tail as deep stirring thoughts passed through his mind. The white ball that hung over all in the sky was almost entirely full but not quite as filled to be so. It was such a huge sustaining structure that was so close, yet in reality, it was very distant. The Moon is the person to speak to when lonesome... The dark stag retrieved his thoughts and buried them under from anything. He felt the breeze begin to dart his way and drifts of powder flow down with silky movement. Farenjer shook his head, flipping locks of ebony hair out of his face, and a continuous shiver run down his spine. Making him feel exposure to the dark world. A huff of hot breath and he began to stride his way through the ankle deep blanket of snow to the valley's sustaining mountainous walls. On the position where he was, the large white moon fell it's light onto him and the rigid rocky wall. A swift glance over with frigid icy orbs and he could see the exposure of caves that carved into the mountains sides, illuminating darker shadows inside these cryptic like structures. Burrowing a path through the thick white sheet that surrounded his environment. Farenjer locked eyes with a glimmer of something or someone. A glimmer of interest flashed blindly through the corner of his eye, and he was off to them. Striding through the snow with caution he approached the stranger but fellow unicorn in a formidable way. Before long he halted and stood before them with his ears forward in a greeting motion. Observing her in the light of the milky moon, she had a very graceful structure. With a rare pattern on her chocolate coat, and a long white horn. He met green orbs with his icy pale blue and he spoke "Hello there Miss..."  |
