Dust to Dust

[OPEN] Dust to Dust

Roland Posts: 230

Aurora Basin Phantom atk: 7.5 | def: 10 | dam: 2.5

Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16 hh :: 8 yrs HP: 60.0 | Buff: NOVICE

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09-02-2013, 02:27 PM

Surely, he was dreaming. Most evidence pointed towards that fact, and it was to be expected, after all. Except the tightness of his lungs and the dampness of sweat on his skin was too real to be a simulation of the mind, a mere fabrication of what he wanted but what always seemed to slip away from him. Without a doubt, he had been living in a winter world for far too long; long enough for the scent of wildflowers in the night air to be alien to him, and for a whisper of leaves to be nothing but a distant memory. He could recall, in the valley of his home, the clacking of dead branches upon each other like skeletal fingers, the crack of ice shattering underfoot, or the clatter of rocks falling down an uneven cliff, but never the sound of life so vibrant and alive as it seemed here.

Roland couldn’t even be sure what had possessed him to leave the Basin and stumble his way down the mountain pass in the darkness, tripping over roots and rocks until he came to the steep path that trekked its way up to the Heavenly Fields. He had been there once before, though not to admire the scenery, and memories of his spar beneath a blinding sun fled back into his mind as he gasped for air in the thinning atmosphere, tendrils of mist wrapping around his body. Finally, he felt grass underfoot, lush and green despite the darkness, soft soil giving beneath his hooves and the petals of luminescent flowers tickling his fetlocks.

He was escaping again, as he had done the night- or had it been day?- that he had met Seiren by the sea. It seemed that impulse, to remove himself from the confines of the Basin, seemed to grip him often these days, and he found himself acting upon the whim with a concerning eagerness. The light of the moon bounced off thick swaths of condensation in the air, hanging low over the ground like a fallen cloud. Roland waded through it with a deep breath, trying to ignore the guilt settling vapidly in the back of his mind, and lowered his muzzle to take a tentative mouthful of the grass. It was nothing like the frost bitten foliage in the Basin, graying around the edges and sucked dry of moisture. He didn’t know it yet, but the Earth God had returned, bringing with him the sunless Birdsong and a land now crowding with plant life.

Chewing silently, he lifted his head to look out across the field, sprawling flatly towards the horizon on all sides until it dropped away, the silver tips of mountains rolling into the distance until they were lost to the thick layer of cloud and shadow. He tilted his chin, eyes raised to the heavens littered with stars and distant nebulous splashes of colour. The moon bathed his hide in a remarkable shade of silver, but he would have much preferred the sun in its place. “Why did you have to leave?” He murmured to the open sky, his words swallowed by a breeze rolling over the field.

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Dust to Dust - by Roland - 09-02-2013, 02:27 PM

RE: Dust to Dust - by Iosui - 09-03-2013, 09:37 PM

RE: Dust to Dust - by Roland - 09-05-2013, 11:39 PM

RE: Dust to Dust - by Iosui - 09-08-2013, 04:28 PM

RE: Dust to Dust - by Roland - 09-11-2013, 10:29 PM

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