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12-21-2013, 04:57 PM
FAELON.
trust your heart, let fate decide
rambling fae rambling fae"to guide these lives"Quiet met his soft spoken greeting, as her orbs met the ground once more. Too shy to utter a word, he stood simply silent like a fool watching the buckskin mare. He felt pity on her, because she reminded him of himself when he was so helpless. Trauma had to have been evident in her life, to cause her to act in such a soundless way. He wished to speak out to her, and comfort her, for the white stag that stood before her was no threat.
"Forgive me M'lady. I got by the name of Faelon", hushed words escaped his mouth as emerald orbs gazed at the newcomer with curiosity. The unicorn mare had not yet said anything, but merely watched with harsh eyes. Whatever the case, he would try to fend for the weak, and those who couldn't fight back. But as soon as Faelon attempted speech again, a harsh voice spoke out, one of a dunskin stallion. Respectfully bowing his head, the unicorn stood quiet as the male glared at him with what seemed like hate.
He wished they would all stop assuming he was a bad guy just because he had a horn perched on his crown. Staring at the ground, the lad lost himself in thought, waiting for words to be spoken.
