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10-18-2014, 05:12 AM
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Kirah dipped her head, showing that she understands Midas's request to be called upon name, even though she knew she would call him Czar. He turned to the little mare, and asked a question, but Kirah never did quite catch it. She was deep in thought. Not about anything in particular, but more about everything she has ever encountered. Hazy memories came and went, some she never quite grasped, as she went through her life. But one stuck in her mind's eye. A big stallion, his coat as dark as his soul, with charming words and a gorgeous smile. Kirah shook her head, ad the image faded. She gazed at Midas once again, her earthy eyes as warm as always, with the same old little smile lurking there. Just bright enough to hide the sadness. She smiled and asked no one in particular, since she was almost sure nobody would answer. "What brings the two of you out this early?" . Her eyes lifted to the sky and she inhaled a deep breath. There was so much peace in the world, so much beauty. But the silence was like venom to Kirah's ears, deafening and loud. There was no birdsong, so chirping of insects. No rushing of streams or the roar of the waterfall. Yes, winter was truly a time for tragedy. When the world is reaped of it's beauty, and colours stolen from eyes. When smells all turn the same and laughter turns into silence. Kirah was particularly fond of the name they gave winter here, since it described the season so well. Frostfall. As if summoned by the word, snow slowly began drifting down, soft and beautiful. "Speech" Tag;; @[Kiara] Notes;; |
