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12-05-2013, 05:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 12-07-2013, 02:05 PM by Satanic Silk.)
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Silk pawed at the sand, unfamiliar with the texture. He liked how easily it moved at his command, and how it sprayed up around him. This new delight would be imprinted in his mind, tied to the experience of his new home, Dragon's Throat. The stallion snorted a chuckle, pleased. He liked the name of the place, too, for he had always been a fan of dragons. Indeed, his wings and their dragon-like texture and shape had always made him feel that he had some sort of special connection to the ancient beasts. I can't breathe fire though.... He tossed his head with annoyance at the thought. That would be some fine magic indeed. The black beast continued through the sand, trodding carefully through a few deep patches of the granular earth. Fire was on his mind as he spotted a flickering light ahead. He paused and looked upward at the sky, ears cocked at awkward angles. What, is this a sign or something? His hooves dug harder at the sand as he propelled himself forward, extending his wings slightly to speed his arrival at the flames. He was so preoccupied with the fire that he barely noticed the other equine standing there, the bird that kept her company, or the ode that she sang. He stopped short, feeling rude and oblivious. Normally he didn't care to interrupt others; he wasn't a very polite boy. But the fact that he didn't notice any of these things was more of an embarrassment - and embarrassment was something he liked to avoid whenever possible. He cleared his throat and stepped away from the fire, shrouding himself in darkness and illuminated only by moonlight. Pardon my interruption - I was distracted by the fire you tend. He grunted, clearing his throat. He had caught the end of the ballad, and wondering idly whom she was mourning. |
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Plot Thread
*You may do anything you wish with Silk excluding dismemberment and death.
