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Post by wolf2 on Feb 15, 2006 20:10:59 GMT -5
Black body walked along the shore. The night's moon was ceased by a overcast of clouds, just as her heart. Once she had been in love, but once was all. Her dreams are shattered as so her heart, where can she start...to heal her heart?
"How could you? How could you break my heart? How could you...leave me in the dark."
A whisper was all that was heard, she had lost everything but her mother now. Her love had left, and her brother, she feared, hated her. Her midnight tassels drifted down upon her pools to hide that sadness and the rage of a broken heart. She stopped to look at the ocean waves...she wished she could cry, but all she could do was let out the rage.
"I thought you loved me! I've lost it all to you! My heart! My hope! My soul! and my brother! and my friends! The only one who cares now is mother! How could you Curse! I though you loved me..."
She yelled, knowing he couldn't hear her cries...but she didn't care. Now what was she to do? Her brother and his love, now surly disowned her...she remember leaving him when he was about to kill himself...she hadn't disowned him...she had just felt as if she didn't know him any longer...and now she had lost it all...
She knew she must leave, her mother would stay here...but she wished to visit her. She knew... she must leave...
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Post by stitchedskull on Feb 15, 2006 21:25:24 GMT -5
"Hush."
The voice was smooth and rish on the raging waves of the ocean. The cream stained beast walked along the sands towards the femt hat invited him upon her lands. His pale blaze shimered harshly against his darker coat, white banner dancing in the sky with the winds.
"Things will go on, even without Curse and your brother. I am here, and I have no plans on leaving you. I will forever be a wandering soul, but I am gentleman." He dipped his drafted skull to the ex-queen.
Drift Wood offered her a warm smile, in hopes of cheering the anger fem up. He walked closer to her and gave her shoulder a friendly nuzzle, then pulled his skull back to his bodice where it hung to wait her words or actions to his offerings of friendship. |
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Post by stitchedskull on Feb 20, 2006 2:31:59 GMT -5
(*bites wolf*
Just incase you missed this one. ^^)
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Post by Hazel on Feb 20, 2006 4:17:57 GMT -5
[ Noooo, dont die! Storm may come later, but I is lazy ]
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Post by wolf2 on Feb 20, 2006 10:00:41 GMT -5
She recognized the lyrics almost at once, Driftwood. She looked over her shoulder, then she returned to the sea. She knew life would heal her heart from Curse, but Storm...her own flesh and blood by half, how could she bare the thought of a family member hating her.
"Driftwood, my heart will heal from Curse, though it seems now it will never...but my brother many take an eternity to heal..."
She spoke softy then she felt the warm nuzzle of Driftwood, an offering of friendship? After she had been such a fool...It helped things a little to know she had one friend and her mother close to her...
"Thank you Driftwood...thank you for being here..."
Sweet lyrics said softy, almost a whisper.
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Post by stitchedskull on Feb 20, 2006 20:47:44 GMT -5
"You're welcome, m'Lady. If friendship is all I can offer, it's what I'll offer." Despite having spent little time with the femmora, he was quite fond of her. Whether it was love or friendship, it was a trust he held for her. And she needed him, so for now he would be her gaurdian angel.
"I know it hurts. But perhaps it is for the better." His skull shook gently. "I don't know how much I have to say on this matter, but I beleive all things happen for a reason. Whenever something goes bad, I tell myself it is the best way it could turn out. Life may be hard, but it's as easy as it can be. We just don't it." He stepped up along side her to view the crashing waves. Much like life. Rising up in galiant perfect, only to come crashing down again. But one can always wait for another magnificent rose to glory.
"If you ever need to talk, I'll be there. Don't be afraid. Thing's will work there way out." He gave her another touch, rubbing his crown along her boa.
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Post by wolf2 on Feb 25, 2006 10:16:07 GMT -5
The black mare dropped her crane, and her midnight tassels drifted down to cover her pools of muddy color. Her veil was just lifted with a slight breeze of cool, sea winds. She lifted her crane as he spoke, knowing his words were true...she would move on. She wished to speak to her brother, but would he wish to speak with her? Did he even wish her to be in his lands now? She didn't know, but only time would find the answers.
She gazed out toward the sea's rising and falling waves, and a smile crept across her maw. Her father was now the sea, she belived...and he would always be there for her in spirit. For he was still alive, in the hearts of the equines who followed his hoof prints in the shoreline...he would never die fully. Her pools drifted to the stallion beside her...her friend. Who did she had now? He and her mother, Feather. Freedom Moon may still be her friend, and she hadn't seen her sister in a year now. What of her brother? What would he feel?
"I agree with you, I will heal..."
Her soft lyrics drifted toward the sea, and then she thought. Maybe she should call her brother, to fix the dent she felt, and to follow the path of her father with him. Different mothers, the same father, and a strong bond that needed not to drift away. As she thought of her brother, she wondered of her sister...where was she?
"I will seal the crack between Storm and I...after all we are family...and family stays together."
She lifted her head to the sky and emitted a call for her brother. She hoped Driftwood would not leave, for she needed him, her mother, and her brother the most...her family. Yes, she did consider the stallion family now, a close friend...a friend so close he was family.
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Post by stitchedskull on Feb 26, 2006 17:20:33 GMT -5
He paced farther fromt eh water and kneeled to the sands, watching her carefully. Why he cared so much about a fem he hardly knew he wasn't sure. Perhaps it was the desire for a home finally settling in. The desire to be with other equine. Amber pools settled on her physique gently.
"If you'd rather speak with him alone I understand." He said quietly. "But... if you are fine with it I would like to go. He is a stallion and we are hard-headed. I don't want him to hurt you."
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Post by stitchedskull on Mar 5, 2006 16:42:41 GMT -5
(*prod*)
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Post by wolf2 on Mar 11, 2006 7:58:18 GMT -5
The mare saw that no one came, so she must find him. Magic looked at the stallion, he wished to go? It was very well his call. Deep sigh was released from her maw, then a scan of the sea and shore...she must find him.
"I will go find my brother...you may come as you wish...but if you wish not, it'll be alright..."
She said then walked slowly down the beach, looking back now and then to see if he was coming or not. After a while, she would only appear as a black dot on the beach. Then soon she wouldn't be seen. Would her brother still wish her home? Or would she be tossed in the sea?
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