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[OPEN] musings of the dead innocent

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Mare :: Equine :: 16 HH :: 5 years ~ Birdsong Buff: NOVICE
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The forest again. Every time she found herself her, blinded by her plagued thoughts. She felt as really they weren’t thoughts, and maybe she wasn’t really thinking, but living a different life as the same soul… Maybe, maybe. The spirits walked behind her, a small herd of her own. All of them, they depended on Abishia. She liked the feeling of being wanted… No, she lived for it. She made them happy, and in turn, this made her happy.

Walking on, she made her way gracefully through the forest, despite the thick undergrowth and tree roots that littered the soil. A gusty wind would cause her locks to dance every now and then, but it wasn’t one that could chill her. Swiftly, she made her way around tree trunks, over logs, and through wilting grass and thick brush, her destination: unknown. But she is soon stopped in her tracks by a rummaging noise. This noise is soon followed by a scream, and not that long after, violent splashing. Alarmed, Abishia starts at a gallop, Antie running to the front to guide her. The figure takes a sharp turn to the right, and Abi follows, flanked by the other figures and the translucent butterflies, birds, rabbits, and much more. The souls bring her comfort in the most stressful times, times like this. Before she knows it, Antie slides to a halt, throwing up pine needles as she does so. Abishia struggles to bring her lean frame to a halt, but does so, landing beside Antie. Harmony steps forward, nuzzling her shoulder with love.

Go, you must help.

The souls are so odd, always talking, but only saying short sentences and wise words. From them is how she has learned to speak, and had gotten her thick, odd accent. Gingerly, she sets down her dainty hooves, walking slowly forward. Sobs are audible now, and the girl can’t help but wonder what in the hell is going on. Looking around a tree trunk, she is surprised when her orbs lay on a filly, about her age, sobbing; just a mess. With a gasp, the girl lurches forward, and runs to the girls side.

“ Miss! Miss! What is bothering you? I am here to help. Your feelings are safe with me.”


@[Micha]


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Messages In This Thread
musings of the dead innocent - by Micha - 12-21-2013, 01:24 PM
RE: musings of the dead innocent - by Abishia - 01-05-2014, 08:21 PM
RE: musings of the dead innocent - by Amara - 01-07-2014, 02:36 PM
RE: musings of the dead innocent - by Official - 01-07-2014, 11:45 PM
RE: musings of the dead innocent - by Abishia - 01-08-2014, 10:09 PM

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