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Post by Alto on Jul 10, 2006 12:33:52 GMT -5
He smiled. Aye, I do. Yet, I cannot stay in one place... It urks me so. I must travel, to experience the world, if I can. Yet, the thought of my past hangs upon my mind wherever I go... He trailed off, the horror of the events playing over in his mind, as they always did. He then shook off the visions, and looked to her once again. His head hung low, something someone woth his heratige would never do. But he was lost... At least he's found this wonderful dove. Possibly she could once again show him the finer things of life... She'd already shown him that friendship still existed... But what about true happieness? And love?
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Post by -Pyro- on Jul 20, 2006 16:09:00 GMT -5
Curiosity sparked behind those emerald orbs. Why? She blurted. Instantly she regreted her out burst. She had no right to ask, and He did not have to tell. It was his bissness ot share with whom he wanted, just as her past was her bissnes. She ducked her head in disgrace scolding herself. Though when she finally allowed the golden dial to rise away from the green blades she appeared to be under control. I mean of course if you don't mind me asking. It is not in my place to learn such a thing. For i am but a stranger. I'm sorry if i... angered you with my outburst... She offered a smile, and bowed slightly. Her own past flashed through to the most recent mistake and hurt, and yet again she forced it back. She did not care to dwell in her past. Though as she gazed into his eyes waiting for his subtle words, she couldn't help feeling relaxed... as if nothing in her past mattered. She smiled again this time more easily and waited with dancing orbs.
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Post by Alto on Jul 20, 2006 18:20:10 GMT -5
A slim grin appeared upon his fascade, and he nickered slightly. Do not worry. Anger me? Aye, no. All is well. My past is a rough one, and as such, I wish not to speak of it, just yet.The grin still played upon him, and his voice remained soft. He had watched her scold herself, somewhat of an old fear, way, deep inside of her spark as she did so... He was not the only one with a troubled, life, as he had always known.
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Post by -Pyro- on Jul 20, 2006 18:43:48 GMT -5
Her smile returned as she nodded lightly. That is fine it was out of my league to ask such a thing... So, if you don't mind my asking... how did you come to travel among this harsh desert path? Her voice was soothing and relaxed. The suns path was dropping, and the shadows lengthened slowly. Yet they stood still in the oasis. She watched him still standing half under the Willow tree.
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Post by Alto on Jul 20, 2006 23:36:54 GMT -5
Ah, that is quite a tough tale to recall. I remember it as if it was painted in the sands in front of me... Yet it is difficult to go over it again. He stood tall, keeping in the shade, his ivory pelt glowing slighly red with the heaven's hue. I used to live off the island, a few week's travel west. I kept on travelling,... I've lost everything, let me tell you. And it is my fault.
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Post by -Pyro- on Jul 21, 2006 1:15:32 GMT -5
A tilt of her dial accnoledge the words with slight curiosity. But rememberance flashed among her orbs as her history forced its way before her. She knew how it felt to loose everything, she'd felt that pain twice in the past, and it had deffinatly hurt. Without warning a tear drifted slowly down the sunny cheek. Her eyes clouded with pain, excrutiatingly deeper than that of the scar under her mane. She dropped her dial towars the earth and sighed slowly.
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Post by Alto on Jul 21, 2006 19:44:00 GMT -5
He looked at her, suprise clouding him. He lifted her crania with his own, and peered deep within her voids. Come, now, come now. Please. He did not enjoy the pain of others... Not anymore. His own pain reflected within the windows he peered upon, and deep into... Please, forgive me. I do not wish to bring pain to you. Forget what I have spoken of... I wish not to stirr up old memories.
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Post by -Pyro- on Jul 21, 2006 23:54:13 GMT -5
She raised her dial at his request gazing upon his kindness.A small smile escaped her solitary lips, and a light chuckle. Sir Eragon, your kindness escapes you, for this pain runs deeper than your belife. Day and night it clouds my judgement, and only when i force it to the back of my mind am i ever truly free of it. Fear not that you have brought forth old memories, for they were there before you'd even mentioned anything. Just hidden from the sight of others. Simply forgetting that which brings us pain, does not end the trials, just puts them off for another day or time. And i liek so many before have put them off many times. And each time it is put off, the pain grows deeper. Sooner or later we all have to face the thing we fear most. Though many prefer it to be later as i my self too prefer. As she finished she lifted her head herself straightening and once more pushing it from her mind. She smiled again both curious as to his concern, and to her astonishment of knowledge she never knew she contained.
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Post by Alto on Jul 22, 2006 0:20:47 GMT -5
A grand smile was released, and only one word was spoken in reply... Aye. He stood strong, head upright, as the sun drifted benieth the horizon... 'Twas to be a chill tonight. ?He stepped from beniethe the willow, and nickered softly to her before taking himself into the waters. He lunged into the aqua, the rushing liquid easing his sun-damaged pelt.
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Post by -Pyro- on Jul 30, 2006 1:45:20 GMT -5
A gentle feeling shot throguh her at his nicker, a kind feeling, and one of hope. She sighed gently with a smile and walked(more like glided) over to the creek, standing upon the edge as if not wanting to get her pelt wet in the afternoons fading rays. Emerald eyes glistened as they watched the droplets rise into the air upon his entry and fall lightly when they had risen.
(gah i am having a missing muse problem. maybe i'm too stressed...)
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Post by Alto on Aug 1, 2006 15:32:55 GMT -5
He turned to her, the reliefe spreading over his body swiftly. He sighed, dropping his bulk to the streambed. His ivory crania was only visible... He was suprised to see such depth in a desert creek. He looked to her, and smiled, her pelt's luminosity almost blinding him. He hadn't seen such beauty before... He gasped once more, his smile never fading. He was quite glad to have found her, in this rugged place.
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Post by -Pyro- on Aug 10, 2006 18:29:09 GMT -5
Sissy smiled lightly as she dropped her head to sip the liquade. After a moment she lifted it without hesitation and snorted flaring her nostrils. She gazed first to the sky, a light beautiful blue speckled only slightly by thin wisps of cloud, then to the willow tree swaying slightly in its own unknown breeze, and again to a hawk drifting through the air skillfully, before sighing and dropping her dial to graze. Though now she watched him ever so slightly. He was an odd sort. She knew little about him, and yet she trusted him, he seemed to be curious about her and she about him, yet somethign stopped each from asking their questions or posing heir thoughts. Muscles aching from her long treck (for even for her it had been), She launched lithly off of the side and into the creek. Water splashed up and she pressed herself under. When she surfaced water droplets hung to her like tiny diamonds beading her mane and face. She sighed contently. Sir Eragon, i have still to learn little about you, if it is not to much to ask would you share? Her question was simple and polite, and once off her mind it seemed so easy to mutter, but why had it taken so long if it was easy?
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Post by Alto on Aug 13, 2006 16:30:03 GMT -5
He smiled at her question. Ah, yes. I guess I could tell you. Yet you may think differently after you have heard of such a brutal thing. It started, 16 years ago, when I took my first breaths of fresh, Spanish air. Aye, I come from the east, within Spain. I was the son of Eldest, the most well-known Andalusian warrior of any day. I was proud, as a young one, to have been sired from such a steed, so loyal to the Spanish royalty. I lived the life of luxury, all until I came t' 3 years of age. Then, it was time for my training. The urge to join in battle pushed me into training. I though it would be grand. I had no clue. The humans beat me, to turn me to darkness. They practiced battling etween themselves, usually killing one another in the ring. I was Alexander's horse. (Not Alexander the Great) He taught me the moves of a war horse, but I was too soft to to o any battle. They looked to me as a show pony. So, I was to learn the true ways of battle. They put me in the arena, and charged a bull at me. I did not know what to do, for I had never seen one before. I ran from him, until I could no more. When I rested, he struck my, impaling me with his horns. The pain was great... He had angered me, and I turned, and, with a few manuvers, I killed him. The humans were suprised I had struck back so quickly and so feircly. I felt a great sense of pride, for this was all I had been taught to know. Soon, they practiced battle upon me, striking me with swords, whips, and more. It turned me bitter, and cold. Soon, I could no longer take it. I turned against the humans, biting one one day. That was when my father came after me. He told me I was never to do such things... And he beat me. I was nearly dead when the humans found me. After a while, I reained strength, and they immeadiately rode me again, this time against mytwin sister, Saphira. As we met, the swords clashing above us, I cared not of whom she was and took her out, killing her. I reared, knocking my human from my back. I, cold and void, turned and trampled him to death. Watching this, my father became enraged, and, knocking his rider from him, he came to end me. I turned fast, and we met, in our own battle. After a long amount of time, we both fell, exhausted and beaten, both near death. I was the only from the two that ever was to stand again. I had killed my father. I stood with the dark, heated pride. The humans had other plans. After hours of more beating, they brought me down. They shipped me off, to go to another land to be ended, to be butchered. I did not care, however. Not until the storm. When the storm hit, I was already near death, beaten, broken, with no energy or heart at all. The storm was small at first, and the waves that shook the ship sickened me. I could barely stand it. That was when it hit harder. I stood, feeling the saltine liquid upon me. The ship was sinking. And I had to escape. Sooner or later, I only remember looking back to the bow of the ship going under. The days to come were only mere seconds to me as I slipped in and out of consciousness. The pain was unbarable... I then awoke one day, and felt myself upon dry land... The beaches of a deserted island. Or, so I thouh.
(I'll continue later)
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Post by -Pyro- on Aug 14, 2006 17:21:21 GMT -5
Sissy watched him, her face clouding slighty in sorrow. He had been forced to do so many horrible things, and it forced her to realize that her past was not ot bad. Unconciously she craned her neck feeling the long scar upon her neck stretch. It's sight still hidden form the world. Curiosity still struck her but sympathy for him filled what remained of her heart. She shifted in the water. The beads on her mane crystalizing for a second as the water hit the fading light. she gazed over him again. For the first time fully noticing the scars the crossed her pelt. Though she did feel a slight bit of amusment that the fact he had been turned to darkness did not bother her. She was so fearful of the dark, that she feared everything about them. Yet here she stood listening to the past tales of a hopefully ex-dark. At least he no longer seemed dark... she waited for him to continue clearly interested.
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Post by Alto on Aug 16, 2006 1:20:01 GMT -5
he smiled, before clearing his throat. He then began once more. When I came upon this island, I did not know where to go. I was frightened. I had no clue of what to do. I ran about the island, trying to find something... And then I came across my first friend, Kana. She was dear to me. Soon after, i found Rose. She was everything to me, and I loved her so much. We were soon going to have a foal, yet we never had a chance. The humans came looking for me, and found me. As all of my friends ran off, they beat me once more. I turned back to the darkness, and blamed all of the other horses for the pain. How i regret doing so. One stallion grew tired of me after I escaped the humans, that he tried to kill me. And he almost succeeded. i found Rose and Kana, and hoped to get them away from danger. But the humans came. They tied me down, and proceeded to break me. Rose did not find this fitting, and nearly killed one of the humans. She was shot in front of me, dead, along with Kana, who tried to fight. I didn't have a chance to save them. and the regret lives with me now. For after that, i found myseklf out here, travelling on, woeing of the lives lost because of me. the darkness has faded, and trythfully, I am in a world of saddness.
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