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02-13-2015, 11:15 PM
I walk steadily, quietly, through the forest, one of my favorite places. December behind me. She's been a little huffy after me, and I guess I could afford to be a little nicer. Maybe. It's the effort that counts, right? I hear this horrible sound of something scraping against the bark of the trees. I wonder if the Earth God would approve of someone DESTROYING a part of him in order to complete his task. I peer through the foliage to see a palomino unicorn doing the horrible deed. I shake my head - stupid unicorn. (Momentarily ignoring that I am a unicorn much like the one I want to reproach.) I come up behind him and snort a not-unfriendly greeting. "Hello, Comrade. I'm Rostislav, this is December." I close my eyes and concentrate. Power surges through my legs, down through my hooves and into the ground. At first I feel unstoppable, all-powerful and I think that all the might of the God of the Earth roars inside of me. I hear cracking, rumbling, and know without looking that stone and sod are rising from the ground around me. I open my pale eyes and look over at the cart that we have brought with us. Then focusing on it, I move all that I have lifted from the ground over to the cart and carefully drop it inside. I gasp for air, feeling the power leaving me completely drained. It's all I can do to keep from falling over, and my legs tremble. The magic of the Earth God is great, but takes a great toll on those who are strong enough to use it. Looking at my handiwork, I think, 'I'm pretty fuckin' awesome.'
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Tag: @[December]
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Rostislav
more than a drunken fool
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