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11-20-2012, 09:04 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-21-2012, 03:06 PM by Cassiopeia.)
SHE WILL MAKE THE FACE OF HEAVEN SO FINE
Frostfall is beautiful, she thinks. Every day of winter was ushered forth like a blessing; the immaculate white blanket of snow was a vast, unbroken veil that cloaked Earth's dark bosom flawlessly, and dainty fingers of sunlight caressed mother nature's creation with exquisite esteem. It filtered down from the overcast sky like a spotlight, and the snow glittered palely beneath it like a crystalline ballroom. Steam funneled from the matron's nostrils in tumescent plumes as she beheld the wintry artwork, eyes of deep, oceanic blue glimmering faintly in the early morning light. Snow filtered down from the clouds in a fine powder, fluttering through the fog like winter butterflies. She watched as they alighted delicately upon an outstretched wing, clinging to her feathers like tiny specks of light. Perfectly imperfect, she whispered, to nothing but the gossamer, white fog which hung stagnant in the air all around her, breathing softly with the sunlight that gradually penetrated its finespun silhouette. Columba perched quietly on the mare's withers, and the pair waited patiently as the world was awakened. [ ooc ; Hope I gave you enough to write off. I promise she'll become more 'present' in her posts as this progresses. O.e ] THAT ALL THE WORLD WILL BE IN LOVE WITH NIGHT |
