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06-09-2012, 09:29 PM
Histe
April 22nd, 2012 at 8:10pm
Overhead the sky was darkening quickly, wave upon wave of clouds
rolling in making it appear as if the sky itself was boiling. The wind
gusted, making the tall grass circling the heart sway. The faint
rumble of thunder could be heard every now and again. To anyone
unaccustomed to seeing such a thing it would be unnerving. Histe was
used to it. She was comforted by it. Ever since entering Helovia the
dark storm had followed her wherever she went.
The wind died down, but the grass continued to sway under the force of
someone moving through it. Just when the sea of grass seemed never
ending she stepped out of it. Histe stopped, her pale eyes searching
the stretch of land before her. It was sudden how the tall grass just
stopped and everything seemed to die. No matter, it did not make Histe
scared. What was the worst that could happen? Something could kill
her? The young mare snorted. Something could try to kill her.
Her tail lashed against her sides and the sky darkened. Droplets of
acid began to fall and sizzled as they landed on Histe and the ground
around her. The stinging pain of it did not bother her, she found it
comforting in an odd sort of way. Anyone else might not agree that it
was comforting, but Histe cared little about anyone other than herself
and her dear, missing brother.
April 22nd, 2012 at 8:10pm
Overhead the sky was darkening quickly, wave upon wave of clouds
rolling in making it appear as if the sky itself was boiling. The wind
gusted, making the tall grass circling the heart sway. The faint
rumble of thunder could be heard every now and again. To anyone
unaccustomed to seeing such a thing it would be unnerving. Histe was
used to it. She was comforted by it. Ever since entering Helovia the
dark storm had followed her wherever she went.
The wind died down, but the grass continued to sway under the force of
someone moving through it. Just when the sea of grass seemed never
ending she stepped out of it. Histe stopped, her pale eyes searching
the stretch of land before her. It was sudden how the tall grass just
stopped and everything seemed to die. No matter, it did not make Histe
scared. What was the worst that could happen? Something could kill
her? The young mare snorted. Something could try to kill her.
Her tail lashed against her sides and the sky darkened. Droplets of
acid began to fall and sizzled as they landed on Histe and the ground
around her. The stinging pain of it did not bother her, she found it
comforting in an odd sort of way. Anyone else might not agree that it
was comforting, but Histe cared little about anyone other than herself
and her dear, missing brother.
