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[OPEN] call the night,

Frost Fyre Posts: 198
Outcast atk: 5 | def: 9 | dam: 5.5
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15.3hh :: 6 Years HP: 64 | Buff: NOVICE
Altair :: Common Cerndyr :: Starpast prissy
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@[Florabella]

Laying there, the fae didn't notice the bay paint mare advancing towards her. Instead, the fae was lost in her own little dreams. Her dream was odd, a night mare of sorts. She slowly opened her lids, revealing the lovely lavender flecked emeralds beneath. She blinked, almost tortured by the fading memory of her dream.

She had been roaming through a field she couldn't remember anything other than it had a few trees, most of the field's detail lost to her memory. As she bent to look at something, she had heard something strange from behind a tree. It was a strange noise, strange, shrill gasps. She turned, and everything went dark. The most prominent thing was the creature that appeared before her in the dream. It had appeared from the dark shadows, it's eyes appeared to have been gouged out, hollow and black. And the mouth, the mouth was hideous. The lower jaw was stretched to just above the chest. A row of sharp fangs hid the large, snake-like tongue.

She scared herself, thinking about the odd creature. She tried to shake the creature from her mind, her heart beginning to slow. Before, it had been pounding against her chest screaming to be released. She sighed, scared to looked around. Just as she gathered the courage to looked around, something bumped into the fae.

Screeching, the fae was on her legs in a snap, whipping around. It was an equine mare, who had neighed, startled as well. Her starling screech ended in an awkward laugh. "Sorry about that! Just a little tense ever since it became dark." She looked at the mare, her paint markings visible against the moonlight. "So... may I ask what your name is?" The fae's emeralds were kept on the mare. She felt sorry for screaming at the mare, or, screaming with her.

What the fae had first said, about being tense, that was true. She had been a little tense ever since the darkness had game. The moon and stars had eased her a little, but not by much. She still felt insecure, even if the moon gave off a radiant glow. There were still shadows, and in those shadows, monsters.

"Speech."

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Messages In This Thread
call the night, - by Frost Fyre - 07-30-2013, 04:52 PM
RE: call the night, - by Florabella - 08-01-2013, 03:12 PM
RE: call the night, - by Frost Fyre - 08-01-2013, 05:58 PM
RE: call the night, - by Harmony - 08-01-2013, 07:10 PM
RE: call the night, - by Florabella - 08-07-2013, 06:45 PM
RE: call the night, - by Frost Fyre - 08-17-2013, 03:04 PM
RE: call the night, - by Harmony - 08-19-2013, 08:48 PM
RE: call the night, - by Florabella - 08-29-2013, 07:49 PM

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