Bleeding Hearts

[PRIVATE] Bleeding Hearts

Brisa Posts: 386

Outcast atk: 3.5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 7

Mare :: Equine :: 15.4 :: 7 HP: 67 | Buff: NOVICE

Hikari :: Common Kitsune :: Fire nickel

11-30-2014, 02:14 PM (This post was last modified: 11-30-2014, 02:15 PM by Brisa.)

If Love Were Food, I Would Have Starved On The Bones You Gave Me.” .

Was freezing to death really all that bad if one had to chose a way to go? The sheer numbness would take away the pain and make you slip quietly away into the afterlife. Certainly it was better than burning alive, drowning, or any of the other ways that seemed to bring an untimely ending to many. Battle had been another way that many before her had chosen as a way out but that option was not appealing to her in the slightest. Too much of her life had been spent being beaten and battered by those beasts that had taken so much from her including what should have been hers to give when she was ready. No instead of that ideal world she had once dreamed about she had been tossed into a horror flick where there was to be nothing but neverending pain and suffering. Her parents had wanted to give her a good life but they had been stripped from her at such a young age did that mean that her chance had passed by? Maybe leaving this cruel place was her only option to finally get some peace and quiet where each day there was not more bloodshed and tears. No one would mourn her death, her sons had all but moved on without her and she had no one else to care. But what if they haven't moved on.. said the voice from some deep forgotten crevice of her brain. Mother? Startled by the familiar voice she stumbled back a step or two her eyes wide and fearful. When no one responded the pale girl felt the loneliness creep back upon her striking the most vulnerable areas of her heart.

By the time she had managed to pull herself back together and refocus her eyes another dark shape loomed in front of her. Feeling painful spasms attack her muscles where there had once been numbness she groaned softly through the incessant shivering. Her thin body provided no insulation against the cold and she was beginning to feel it taking its toll. No she couldn't give up now she had to make it back. As the shadow loomed closer a faint flicker of relief blossomed as Bucephalus neared. " C..c..ome... shel..ter.." She stammered through chattering teeth managing to turn herself around and motion back along the rocky beach. She hadn't the faintest idea if anything she had said made sense but they needed to move. Reaching out in an attempt to grab a lock of the stallion's mane she pushed herself forward determined to get back to the little cavern and drag Buce along with her if she had to.

The short journey took much longer than she had remembered but dragging her frozen hide along with difficulty she finally breached the barrier leaving the wind outside. Looking around the small space there wasn't a whole lot of room inside but enough for the two of them to stay for awhile. Without the wind adding to the freezing temperatures it would be warmer or at least she hoped it would be. "Its not much but it might help a little."

"Speech"
@[Bucephalus]

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