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daughter sweet daughter, .b r e a t h e. in [Destry]

Azzaron Posts: 85
Deceased
Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17 hh :: 10 years Buff: NOVICE
Dark
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I flick my ears back as I hear small hoof steps. Turning my head slowly, I narrow my eyes, trying to make out the shady figure. I flick my ears forward as I realize this is a foal approaching me. I stand by the last flickering flames, silent for a few moments. I see the lips of the foal move, and the words strike me like a kick to the gut.

"Dad."

The light of the flame reaches the small figure as the child makes it's way towards me. I gasp, a little surprised. "Destry! Where's your mother?" I realize this is something I shouldn't have said. In a moments notice red sparks jump from her dark body, illuminating the area before the red sparks strike the earth. I watch a small flame spark up before the flames die away because of the frigid air.

I step back, a little surprised. The flames had been only a foot or two from my hooves. Snorting, I narrow my fiery gaze. "That is no way to treat your father. I don't care what Mauja or your mother or anyone else says! I've never loved anyone but you and your mother." I shake my creamy mane, thinking I handled the situation quite well. Although I had gone a bit off topic on the last sentences.

Sort of.

With a more softened expression I speak again, giving a more teasing tone to my words. "Besides, you don't want to burn the only horse who can teach you to fly and use your magic, now do you?" I glance at the embers, a single leaf at the very end of a branch. Clearly this leaf had been safe from the tongue of the flames, but not anymore. Gazing at the flames with my fiery orbs, I burn the leaf. In the blink of an eye the whole branch is engulfed in flames once again. I show Destry my right wing, letting the light stream over the burned and scarred flesh. A little piece of my heart was being sewn back together. I had missed my daughter.

I had missed her so much.

"Blah blah blah."

ooc: <3

word count: 357

"When you grow old, you will die and rot on the ground,
Other horses will dance when you all crumble, when your kingdom falls.
When your crowns break."


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RE: daughter sweet daughter, .b r e a t h e. in [Destry] - by Azzaron - 03-13-2013, 04:26 PM

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