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06-23-2014, 08:04 PM
DESTRY
rise to the occasion
rise to the occasion
Hesitantly I respond, hoping she wasn't just setting me up. I suppose I should trust her— but I trusted Delinne and look where that got me. Here, dried tears on my cheeks, eyes puffy, nose slightly runny, stuck in a herd of crazies. "Promise me you'll be at the borders in five days time—" I look at her, hoping she will agree and meet me at the borders and not leave me waiting for eternity.
I listen to Aurelia babble about how she has fire magic (hearing that made me so happy), and what happened with Delinne. I open my eyes wide as she talks about how Delinne used storm magic on her to make her feel like she was drowning before she tried to electrocute Aurelia. I gasp, eyes wide as I look at her. Delinne tried to electrocute her? How? Last I checked she was the only one in the family who didn't have magic. Unless she was holding it back— no, she would've used it by now. I shake my head as Aurelia finishes the story, frowning. "That's crazy." I murmur. I look up to see a bite mark on her shoulder as she mentions Dezba. I gasp, seeing the scab. How could Delinne do this to someone? She was so friendly and kind, and never would have done this to an innocent mare!
"Oh Aurelia! I am so sorry! That sounds awful!" I pause as she asks if I still like her. I smile, giggling. "Of course I still like you! I'm actually quite glad you burned Delinne. She deserves it." I spit, feeling a bubble of frustration growing within. I let it sit, looking at Aurelia, the bubble of anger and hatred towards Delinne fading, swallowed by the light I see in her.
I no longer have a mother— I am a bitchless child, a child without its dam. Delinne is just a mare to me, an evil, ruthless and insane mare that I cannot forgive for her past mistakes. She lied. She is strong, and she has Dezba. Surely if a stallion tried to mount her without her consent she could have stopped him using Dezba or her strength. I clear my mind, instead looking up to Aurelia, meeting her silver eyes. I lean forward, and I feel her muzzle against my neck. I look at Aurelia, my joints aching.
Getting up onto my crimson hooves, I shake myself off, loosening any bits of grass. I readjust my wings, looking at Aurelia. She was so pretty beneath the moonlight, with her golden splattered body shimmering under the night sky.
"talk talk talk"
I listen to Aurelia babble about how she has fire magic (hearing that made me so happy), and what happened with Delinne. I open my eyes wide as she talks about how Delinne used storm magic on her to make her feel like she was drowning before she tried to electrocute Aurelia. I gasp, eyes wide as I look at her. Delinne tried to electrocute her? How? Last I checked she was the only one in the family who didn't have magic. Unless she was holding it back— no, she would've used it by now. I shake my head as Aurelia finishes the story, frowning. "That's crazy." I murmur. I look up to see a bite mark on her shoulder as she mentions Dezba. I gasp, seeing the scab. How could Delinne do this to someone? She was so friendly and kind, and never would have done this to an innocent mare!
"Oh Aurelia! I am so sorry! That sounds awful!" I pause as she asks if I still like her. I smile, giggling. "Of course I still like you! I'm actually quite glad you burned Delinne. She deserves it." I spit, feeling a bubble of frustration growing within. I let it sit, looking at Aurelia, the bubble of anger and hatred towards Delinne fading, swallowed by the light I see in her.
I no longer have a mother— I am a bitchless child, a child without its dam. Delinne is just a mare to me, an evil, ruthless and insane mare that I cannot forgive for her past mistakes. She lied. She is strong, and she has Dezba. Surely if a stallion tried to mount her without her consent she could have stopped him using Dezba or her strength. I clear my mind, instead looking up to Aurelia, meeting her silver eyes. I lean forward, and I feel her muzzle against my neck. I look at Aurelia, my joints aching.
Getting up onto my crimson hooves, I shake myself off, loosening any bits of grass. I readjust my wings, looking at Aurelia. She was so pretty beneath the moonlight, with her golden splattered body shimmering under the night sky.
"talk talk talk"
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