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the tunnels tell no tales [Lotus]

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09-12-2012, 05:36 PM

“Love in a hut, with water and a crust,
Is - Love forgive us! - cinders, ashes, dust.”
- John Keats


A storm would come at nightfall, if not before.

Cineviam can smell the storm blowing inland - like salt and cold currents of electricity not yet dislodged from the clouds. Looking up, he studied the lowering sky, which had grown so dark and threatening that it impressed an early dusk upon the day. It gave a sense of urgency to retreat into some predestined hiding spot. Usually he would bunker down in one of the valleys at the foot of the mountains, huddled in a heavily forested area. His rump pressed against a tree, head low as he tried to keep his ashes from being swept away from him. Today he had a more reinforced and enclosed structure in mind. The only question was whether he would reach it in time.

The breeze had grown cool and had stiffened into an erratic wind. From far out over the ocean came a low peal of thunder. Lightning flashed and as if on cue a scattering of fat raindrops snapped against leaves, painted dark blotches on the ground, splattered up-turned faces and drove a chill deep into bones. Aside from the fluting of the wind, silence reigned supreme as he crossed the border of his home at a brisk walk. His pace quickly accelerated into an extended trot and then a ground-eating canter as he tried to outpace the storm that was already on top of him.

Black breadcrumbs trailed him East and then North into the open Tundra.

Finally he burst through one of the entrances of the network of caves with ears pinned and red eyes rolling. As luck would have it, it was the dimpled one with the bluish tint. The light would be faint as the thunderheads blocked the sunlight and later, the light from the moon and stars. He snorted harshly, attempting to flush out anyone – or anything – hiding in the depths as his eyes adjusted to the darkness. Once he could see more detail than just vague outlines, he started to explore these unknown surroundings. A pastime that would take him deeper into the caves and far away from the storm that raged outside.

i.cineviam
ii.unicorn
iii.6 years
iv.edge stallion
v.created by blu
vi.adopted by taurus


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