Rishima</style> There is a lingering edge of doubt, a moment of frozen curiosity where she wonders idly if he will be disgusted, if he will find her sudden antics simply too much, and does not care. Like dust caught in a sunbeam, discomfort and fear float aimlessly through the air, suspended against the bright backdrop of simple nonchalance, an abrupt delight in the simple act of living. She has fought with this stallion long enough, not a physical fight but a barrage of wills and personalities; a dance as much as a battle, two personalities weaving and crashing against one another, subtle conflict and vibrant pleasure in the company of one another, tainted with the drawbacks of disastrous misunderstanding. She is worn, she is weary; she enjoys his friendship too much to break upon him, too much to let her mind stand between them any longer. |
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