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Grief relief [Cass]

Cassiopeia Posts: 171
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Mare :: Pegasus :: 15 hands :: 8 years old
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A deep inhale was responded to his warming embrace and was succeeded by an enlongated gust of wind originating from her lips. Relief repleted her lithesome bodice, for it was alleviating to finally share with her beloved the regrets of her past which plagued her thoughts time and time again. She had wanted to disclose it many times before, but never encountered the just right moment to release the events that molded her into the compassionate maiden she is today.

A truly perfect time there would never be, she understood, for any given moment would have proven suitable to unveil the substance of her history to him. They were fated to be united - at least in her eyes that's what it seemed, hopefully it was in his eyes as well. Their destinies were intertwined forevermore. She would remain by his side to his dying days, and even then she would not part from her dearest companion. Not even death could sever the bond they partook in. He was right in his statement: their actions leading up to now, although initially harped upon, had proven beneficial. She had considered such a thing before. Without making the 'mistakes' they had, their paths would never have crossed, and the thought was something she would rather not dwell on.

You never know what the future may bring.

He couldn't have been more right. The future was a confusing thing to predict, and it was impossible to do so without the aid of magic. Even then it changes once you know the outcomes of something, and sometimes visions required interpretation, or weren't exactly clear. As soon as she had deserted her position as Oracle, her powers of foreseeing had waned. It was refreshing not to be burdened by the weight of responsibility, but she was ashamed of the way she went about it.

When he mentioned something about helping her find her sister, she beamed with pleasure. She would love to do so with him. With truth, almost anything seemed to be delectable to her when it was done under his protection. "I would not doubt it," She said in response to his query about Adhara too being 'bitten' by the 'traveling bug.' Restlessness and the need to explore ran in her genes, and it had apparently been inherited by their daughter. "It would be difficult, but I would deeply appreciate that." The mentioning of her absence bringing them sadness made her want to find her mother and sister all the more.

"Perhaps you are right." She declared, the meeting assuming a slightly more intimate route now, as she gazed lovingly into his eyes. A brief moment slunk by of unabated admiration.

He needn't be vexed by the hypothetical juncture of her leaving him, for never had she even considered such a thing. She too would suffer from his absence. It would not be a reputable situation for either of them. How could she ever have such audacity to abandon the one who in all honesty held more value in her eyes than the worth of her own existence, anyway? She couldn't; wouldn't; refused to think of what she would do should his presence go void in her life, for she had grown so fond of his ever lingering essence; his overly protective – yet admirably so – nature. She persistently yearned for his secure embrace, and the warm, pleasurable sensation of his warm skin pressed against her own.

Oh, yes. She was in love. There was no way to deny it, and why ever would the desire arise to traverse such unconditional affection? He was kind to her. Ever a gentleman, he never failed to astonish her with his chivalrous ways. That is why she loved him, she thought, as she stared into his radiant indigo pools, the adoration hardly shrouded from her facade. A sigh came rushing from a crevice in her kissers, dazzled by the way he managed to make her feel so weak, yet simultaneously so empowered; safe – as if nothing could ever harm her so long as she was by his side. She found the urge of closeness far too tempting, but was barred as the thought of Cirrus budged forth.

She looked around, searching.

"Do you see Cirrus, anywhere?" She didn't notice the roan filly anywhere in the proximity. Where had she wandered off to?




Messages In This Thread
Grief relief [Cass] - by Ázzuen - 06-15-2012, 04:37 PM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Cassiopeia - 06-19-2012, 03:21 AM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Ázzuen - 06-20-2012, 02:00 AM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Cassiopeia - 06-20-2012, 12:53 PM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Ázzuen - 06-21-2012, 01:33 AM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Cassiopeia - 06-21-2012, 02:31 AM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Ázzuen - 06-21-2012, 08:38 PM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Cassiopeia - 06-22-2012, 11:07 PM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Ázzuen - 06-27-2012, 12:41 AM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Cassiopeia - 06-27-2012, 03:02 PM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Ázzuen - 07-03-2012, 10:43 PM
RE: Grief relief [Cass] - by Cassiopeia - 07-08-2012, 12:26 PM

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