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Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman]

Rowan Posts: 76
Deceased
Mare :: Equine :: 14.1hh :: 3 Years 4 Months
Brit
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Their was no need to hide her emotions from the stallion, and so she did not. Not minding if he surveyed her reaction, as she had nothing to hide from him. He seemed truly and deeply perturbed by something, and Rowan almost felt the inclination to help. But she knew he was strong enough to get through it on his own. So as she left him to his unknown thoughts, she sank into her own. How much would be different, she wondered. If Feyther had not come across her lonely bleating form in that treacherous desert. Rowan both despised her existence and grudgingly loved and respected her. Feyther was an old school, strict kind of gal. With all her foals out of her reach, she longed to shape one into the perfect foal she had always wanted but never recieved. Rowan's spit fire attitude and hellish personality was only a challenge to the old cow. After she had been successfully broken and tamed, Feyther had molded her with great attention to detail. Forming every edge of a new soul until before her stood a quiet, distantly amused, obedient filly.

Rowan had never hated anybody more. But Feyther was not fully cruel. Somewhere deep inside a mother resided. Protected yet eroded by her sour personality. Often the praise and love Rowan recieved was gruff words, soft whispers and touches when she thought the young Row was asleep. Feyther had taken her in when she didn't have to. Taught her many things. Rowan had wept and mourned for her ever since her death, but a deep resentment hovered just below. Often she wondered what she would be like had she been allowed to wander for even a month more. If Feyther hadn't found her at all. But there was no changing the fates. Rowan was working hard to undo her work, try and find the real Rowan beneath it all.

Sandman had nearly disappeared from her mind. Both so deep in thought. Subconsciously she knew he remained by her side, and his voice drew her out quickly like surfacing from a freezing lake into cold air. Turning cyan eyes to his masculine form as he spoke "There is nothing to forgive. We are all entitled to our thoughts. I apologize if I brought upon you bad memories." Eyes soft with regret, not pity. Rowan didn't wish to cause him pain but she apparently could not help it of she reminded him of someone.




Messages In This Thread
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-11-2012, 09:26 PM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-13-2012, 11:58 PM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-14-2012, 02:17 AM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-18-2012, 01:56 AM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-22-2012, 09:52 PM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-28-2012, 12:07 AM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-28-2012, 09:59 PM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Rowan - 10-29-2012, 07:18 PM
RE: Ignore the Cold, It's Just a Feeling [Sandman] - by Sandman - 10-30-2012, 06:18 PM

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