Time and time again the giant boy found his way back to the light show. He could not forget that rare sighting at all. The lights beckoned his every inch of his hair to come, to play in the dazzling prism of colour. And he obliged without any second guessing. He would travel back here as many times as he pleased, or simply find refuge among the many crystals that adorned the floor, ceiling and cave walls. It truly was something so remarkable. The simple man could not keep away. He have to try and take a keepsake back with him, to hold his memories forever inside.
The place may have been a maze but he knew his way there without an issue. Soon finding himself right smack bang in the middle of it all. But for some reason, it all seemed so different, newer, brighter. Different colours even. The light shifted upon one rather large crystal cluster, it dimmed. No longer the harsh blue light it once held, but now a more gloomy, story kind of blue. Glancing around the Beast found himself utterly alone, glad, but also sad. He may not have liked being in the main caves because that's where everyone else dwell, there were too many and the smell. God that was awful. Too many equines in one place was not a good idea. But the Beast wanted to have someone to enjoy this moment with, to embrace it with a close companion. If it was at all possible, everything about the boy seemed to drop, to no longer hold the volume. His hair even seemed lifeless as he once again remember how lonely he had become since leaving his home. Perhaps it was just another case of homesickness.
Out of nowhere, a white winged Angel appeared, almost as if it were sent to him. He gasped in awe. How lucky he was indeed. This place truely was starting to become a favorite of his. Though something about this one, really reminded him of home. her coat as white as snow, eyes like ice. Even a snowflake symbol cast upon her almost perfect coat. Such a wondrous sight indeed. If he were to take back such a beautiful Angel, she would have blended into the surroundings so easily. "Such beauty doth you have. Thy must have fallen from the skies" He bowed so formally, so gentleman like.

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He was so entranced by the sheer beauty of the winged creature; No Being, creature seemed too disgusting, like she was not the beauty she radiated so well. The room just a meer fraction of the distraction with the Angel, dragging all atention to herself. Well to him, it was that way, for having never seen such creatures they grabbed all his attention. Just wanting to reach out and press his nose into the soft downy feathers that adorned the flying mechanics they bore.
When she shared her name with him, he gave a bob of his head, careful as to not clip his horns upon the cave's walls. "You may call me Beowulf" Still the Beast spoke formaly, He just could not be the informal friend that others showed with such ease. He just did not know how to be that friendly. "My pleasure Ma'am" He truely was just a gentleman, a very large hairy beast of a gentleman.
He took in every aspect of the being standing so unbelievebly in front of his orange orbs. It felt like a dream, especially the way her coat seem to glisten, just like that of the walls. If she stood still for long enough, the Angel would certainly blend in, vanish from sight against all that shone.
Indeed, he did come her often but not as much as he would have liked. "I come here quite often. It's a place of sanctaury, a place I come to clear my mind. To strengthen it from all the small distractions" Perhaps he spoke too much of the truth, too openly. But the boy just enjoyed enlightening others, to tell the stories he had learnt. "Your coat doth it glisten with a thousand tiny gems. Your wings just a minor fraction of the beauty that reminates from within" The Beast was so encaptivated by her beauty, words just flowed from his lips. "Doth your beauty sway from here very often?"

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For such a large mammal, the beast moved with a grace about him. He was light upon his feet, even with all his mass. His tail held so it never touched the ground, sloping upwards towards the end, so his hair would never become matted with dirt. The man liked to be clean.
He pondered about the place, picking up small pebbles and broken of pieces of crystal's that he found. Almost as if he was cleaning the caves. Making a small stack of them as he went along, minding his own business. So when this mare spoke up, asking him something very personal, he froze. As if he had just been shot by ice and instantaneously frozen. No one had ever asked him such a thing, Nor had anyone really bothered to show an interest in the Beasts reasoning for finding this place.
A deep inhale of breath and the hairy man turned and lifted his gaze, for once actually making eye contact with the mare. No emotions ran through him, just like always, accept maybe this time a hint of fear lingered partways in the back.
"I have parents, that have cared for me for to long, It was time i left them. To let them carry on with their lives, after looking after me, raising me to be the man I have become and to take that with me where ever I so chose to live. I don't have a wife, nor a husband, nor any other family. I simply came here to start a new life, to explore and find out the myths being told by my tribe." He glanced to his mangled reflection, then to the floor at the mares hooves. "And I have already found some truth" He spoke with such sincerity and genuine truth straight from the heart. His gaze followed up from her hooves to look her back into her icy blue pools. "I found you. A Pegasus. A story that now is truth. A small part of my journey is complete and with grace i thank thee" At that the beast turned and walked away.

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