Instability [Tamira]

Instability [Tamira]

Tamira Posts: 60

Deceased

Mare :: Equine :: 15.2 hh :: 6 (ages in Orangemoon)

RayoDeSoleil

#14

11-08-2012, 01:01 AM (This post was last modified: 11-11-2012, 05:59 AM by Tamira.)

I was exhausted; such was the price of my affliction. I glanced skyward briefly, measuring time in degrees of the sun's path across the sky. Surprise registered briefly in my sluggish mind. I had not been unconscious for as long as I'd feared, and not for nearly as long as was normal for my blackouts. But I was unable to analyze this strange discovery for long, as my thoughts slid ever-so-slowly back to the rather confused-looking stallion before me. I was still unsure of what to say, how to act... what had transpired in the time that was unavailable to my memory? What had I said? How had I acted? What should I say now?

His words were a comfort, though his tone was not; he looked about as lost as I felt. I felt as though I were coming down from some strange high, returning ever so slowly to senses that dulled as the flower dulls in the autumn sun. It was always an unpleasant sensation, and one that I usually experienced alone. I was unused to sharing this time with another. Manners dictated that I should instigate some manner of conversation; instinct decreed that I remain silent. At this moment, I found myself utterly at his mercy, completely in his control. It was not an entirely unwelcome feeling, to share my burden with another.

And then unique situation provided me with opportunity. He had seen me, been with me, while I was elsewhere, and he would be able to tell me what was so horrible that my own family had sent me away. At this moment, he held the key to the deepest, darkest part of my soul; he was the keeper of my best-kept secret, even more so than I. It was this that tied the two of us together in an irrevocable and unexpected way. I had to know, but I didn't know how to ask. "What did I... how did I... what happened?" My vocals sounded dazed, unfocused, and I found myself taking a step closer to him, as though my body longed to lean against him for support. I stopped myself. I didn't know him that well - did I?

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