You May Have This Dance. [[Acceptance]]

[OPEN] You May Have This Dance. [[Acceptance]]

Zdravilo Posts: N/A

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04-28-2013, 09:56 AM

When you think your soarin', but really, you're falling...

She had always wondered what the eyes of death looked like. She thought they'd be deep, black and endless. Nothing could be seen in them and once she'd take one look in these bottomless holes she'd be damned forever because, once you've seen the eyes of the devil only hell will be waiting for you.

Was it as simple as that? Not at all. As she walked to the border of her home, she saw a little foal. As she walked even closer, she could make out it's features. She stopped walking towards him when she was about five feet away, immediately horror struck her. His skin dangled off his body in some places and he was bald in others. Reaching her nuzzle forward and taking in a delicate breath, she shuddered. He smelt like rotten meat, and she half expected maggots to come flying outta him. When she looked into his eyes, she thought she'd see red glowing eyes that dripped blood, or some other eerie liquid, and scream. No, there was no blood, but only white eyes. Now she thought he was blind.

Her audits stayed perked up, as he didn't seem as a threat. She snorted softly seeing if maybe he would look to the noise. If he truly was blind, which was undetermined, this would be normal. So, she looked him over before speaking. She took notation of every dip and curve in his lithe body.

Now she'd let her lips part. "Who-- no, what, are you? I am Zdravilo, this Basin's scourge." She smiled, but she was still unsure if he could see. It would be cruel if the fates were playing with her, since she was slightly gullible, and worried. "What bring you to these lands?" She asked the creature, as she tried getting to the point of why he was here.

"Thinking. Speaking. Acting."