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[PRIVATE] ash in our lungs --

Rhoa Posts: 175
Deceased atk: 5 | def: 9.5 | dam: 6.5
Colt :: Pegasus :: 17hh :: 3 HP: 65 | Buff: ENDURE
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Fucking bullshit. That's what the majority of it was. Father seemed to enjoy blowing me off more often lately, always putting others before me. I could have done a triple back flip and told him I was going to be the father of thirty children and he wouldn't have bat an eyelash. The girl, she had been so fragile and I had and still am proud that I saved her, and yeah; she was in really shitty shape but that didn't mean I hadn't been when I went screaming for him. Did he look at me though? Did he even acknowledge the effort I was making to do something good in this world; when I could have easily forsaken Eniarr's daughter and left it at that? Of course not. So that's why I was stomping my hooves in the middle of the night, embers burning beneath my wings and my blue eyes full of fury.

I honestly had no direction, was just meandering in the red sands and kicking up dust in my wake. I really needed to kick something, or maybe just yell at someone for a few hours until my voice was hoarse and I couldn't breathe. Yeah. Let's do that. Except; it's the middle of the night, no one's really awake. Sure, I could easily wake someone up and yell at them like their existence is the reason my whole life is messed up, but I'm not that big of a dick. So instead I settled for some more stomping and kicking, grumbling under my breath and traversing the Throat until I came across two figures in the distance.

One was standing, the other curled down on the cooling sandy floor, and I almost wanted to just walk up to the one who was awake and scream at them, but something made me pause. Walking closer with slower steps I noticed that the two were both mares, the lighter one taking her time grooming the black one's withers, gentle in her movements and seeming to hold a protective stand. Ebon ears pricked forward, and finally recognized the pair, because they were usually always together. Destry and Aurelia were their names I think. It didn't really matter, but for some reason seeing their calm expressions and peaceful situation cooled my jets a little, causing my fire kissed wings to firmly press to my sides, and my gaze to simply stare for awhile. I didn't feel like disturbing them now, my little outburst had faded, but if they noticed me then I guess I would talk to them.

"Talking."


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Messages In This Thread
ash in our lungs -- - by Destry - 02-15-2015, 12:29 AM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Aurelia - 02-15-2015, 12:50 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Rhoa - 03-08-2015, 09:59 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Destry - 03-09-2015, 07:21 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Aurelia - 03-25-2015, 11:08 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Rhoa - 03-28-2015, 08:34 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Destry - 03-28-2015, 09:17 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Aurelia - 03-28-2015, 11:16 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Rhoa - 03-29-2015, 02:14 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Destry - 03-29-2015, 03:14 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Aurelia - 03-29-2015, 04:17 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Rhoa - 03-31-2015, 02:14 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Destry - 03-31-2015, 09:33 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Aurelia - 04-06-2015, 11:47 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Rhoa - 04-11-2015, 04:58 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Destry - 04-12-2015, 06:06 PM
RE: ash in our lungs -- - by Aurelia - 04-12-2015, 09:02 PM

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