a .f r o s t e d. heart is filled with cracks [open]

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a .f r o s t e d. heart is filled with cracks [open]

Psyche the DarkEmpress Posts: 380

Deceased

Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3 hh :: 8 (ages in Orangemoon) Buff: ENDURE

RayoDeSoleil

#12

12-01-2012, 03:56 PM

The FrostHeart had been preying on her mind of late, and so it would make sense that he had leaped first to her mind, despite the obvious hints that depicted a different figure. It was her mistake, and she accepted this, though she was not usually wrong, and being so soured her mood slightly. Still, the jester's words echoed in her mind. Does anyone know him? No, she realized suddenly. He was unknowable, a mystery even to those who supposedly knew him best. She had thought that she knew him, thought that she, of all of them, would be able to guess his next move, to understand what he was planning. But then he had surprised them all. Was it even his fault? She didn't know, but she didn't care. Everyone searches for a scapegoat, and in this case, the only one available was the Ice King.

Valentine appeared, the very knight that the little steed had been referring to (she understood that, now, after her idiotic blunder). His greeting was one of affection, that she returned, as much for appearance's sake that true emotion. Her orange gaze, however, never left the jester, who continues to speak in riddles. The shadow-mare doesn't handle riddling well, being a creature of a much more straightforward approach to problems, but she ponders his last question still, as he seemed to still be expected an answer. She was loathe to answer incorrectly again, though, and so she remained silent as the candy-colored stag turned his attention to the knight.

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