.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
01-07-2014, 03:58 AM
|
Windwalker Oh if the sky comes falling down, for you, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do How could someone so unloved as he, find his soulmate in a land far away? He, who did not know a thing about love. He had felt loved once, as a colt, until the one thing that helt them together, broke like a twig. For years, he felt inadequate and deemed himself not fit enought to live. His heart had joyfully opened up to the dappled mare, as a final try to save him from the demons who lurked just underneath the surface of his mind. Only once had he let them roam free; resulting in the death of a young, black colt he hardly knew. Now he walked thin line between love and madness, scattered with rocks and an uneven surface. He already knew the outcome of this. Then why did he make it so much harder for himself and Africa? He could turn around and walk away forever and it still would not matter. The future would still be the same. It felt like he had given her a piece of his heart as he parted with the two feathers. They reminded him too much of himself as the light from the fire danced over them; beautiful to some, yet useless and two-sided. As they shared the warm air produced by their breaths, he felt his heart close, but the feeling never reached his brown eyes. Maybe her God could help him with his wish, no matter how painful it would be. "My friend. I need help from your God." He said it while they were still embracing the moment, as if to make the request seem less extreme. If she spoke the truth, then two wings would be a bigger sacrifice than two small feathers. "I need to get rid of my wings. They constantly remind me of what I did not become, and I can not live with it any more." His mind had sought after other options, other ways do get what he wanted, but the answer always was the same. He would never fly, never soar over the clouds or be able to look at the world from above. He could accept that, as long as he did not have a constant reminder of who he was born to be. He also knew, that she was not the right person to ask this favour from. But he knew of no other that could help him. His voice changed as resolution crept into his words. "Either you help me or I'll break them myself."
|
OOC: Ouuu..Wind is changing :p Exiting! Maybe he has balls after all? XD
