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12-24-2015, 05:30 PM
Amara
I amble towards what calls to me, merry bells jingling in the distance. They carry in the wind, giving my body a surge of energy, an eager need to pursue this festive song. It's weird, to be compelled to smile when my mind and body are crumbling around me, when my hope has been lost and my existence seems dim. Even so, I trail after the bells with my ears pricked and Sameira close to my heals, her spirits lifted as well. "What is it?" She inquires as we run, dual-tone eyes settled on me as though I knew what this was. My wings rise in a shrug, stride growing slower as I see what was happening in the distance. In the expanse before me, snow dusts the surface yet my breath does not roll from my lips in a visible cloud, I do not feel the prick of Frostfall. It is strange, but welcomed. The crunch of snow beneath my hooves gives me a little spring in my step, Sameira taking a detour and nose diving into the powdery substance with excitement. Her lightened mood brings a subtle smile to my features, amber settling on my companion before combing over the area. I see glimmering bulbs and gathered horses, all seeming to be focused on something. My pace quickens, a swift trot taking me to the newly erected tree. Near it there is a turtle, whose song cries out among the group, soft and joyous. It feels grossly foreign, to be this happy for no reason. My mind reels at the prospect of this feeling being permanent, this elated expression on my face strains it, my wounds throb and my head spins. I do not belong under such festive lights, I do not deserve what has to be offered, what there is here waiting for me at this magnificent tree. [[merry christmasss]] |
