the Rift


[OPEN] cause i'm free, can't keep me.

Azzaron Posts: 85
Deceased
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17 hh :: 10 years Buff: NOVICE
Dark
#1
Catch your dreams before they slip away
Huff huff, snort.

The sound of my own breathing annoyed me. I was breathing like them, my breath hot against the cold climate of the Basin. I was sick of this place, absolutely sick. It pained me to walk anymore, walk in this stupid place. I hated it. Hated it now a days. And this dark night, this endless night, I had a plan. I was getting the heck out of here, no matter what. If anyone dared to stop me, I would attack like a rabid hound. I had been jogging around, stretching my wings and everything else. I had been training for this moment, hidden in a dark cave. And this moment, it was perfect.

My breath swirled in the night, my brows narrowed as I saw the Basin below me. It was quiet, perfectly quiet. I saw no horses milling around, no horses at all. There were a few, but I didn't have to worry about them. My cave was tucked away, an area where barely anyone went. I looked about, slipping out of my cave. I had thrown dirt onto my body, trying to blend in. I forced my wings to my sides, I forced them to be so close to me that it was compressing my abdomen together. I gasped, sucked in, and stepped out.

I remained close to the rock wall beside me, slipping forward. The border, it was so close. The peek of the mountain, it was there, there before me. I just had to stride closer, I had to open my wings. I had to get out. I had to. I needed to. I was desperate to get the heck out of this place, my hooves getting closer to the border.

Closer.

And closer.

I kapt my wings close, my fiery eyes staring at the moon. I reached to the sky, a slight, gentle nicker slipping from my maw. I kept it silent, or, close to silent. I blinked, my head slipping down, my eyes spotting the distant darkness. I let my wings loose, unfolding them a little bit. I tried to keep myself as small as possible, for I didn't want anyone to discover me. I didn't want this plan to be destroyed, or I will become a rabid hound, snarling, snapping, thundering teeth that shake the earth when they snap.

"Azzaron being pissed off."

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Credits
"When you grow old, you will die and rot on the ground,
Other horses will dance when you all crumble, when your kingdom falls.
When your crowns break."


Messages In This Thread
cause i'm free, can't keep me. - by Azzaron - 08-18-2013, 03:05 PM
RE: cause i'm free, can't keep me. - by Azzaron - 08-20-2013, 03:26 PM

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