Post by elissebear on Sept 4, 2010 19:56:52 GMT -6
[/size]Rosto's Wrath
You were way out of line, went and turned it all around on me again.
How can I not smell your lie through the smoke and arrogance?
The sand was sun warmed, hot on the flesh, but unnoticed to the hooves that beat over it. If it was not that my clan already knew of my failing eyesight I was sure heads would have turned to the stallion who's eyes were shut against the painful glare of the high noon sun. A breath was sucked in before being released on a heavy note. Long, powerful limbs moved effortlessly against the flying grains that twisted and twirled around them. I was a God to them, trampling them back down to Earth as I moved with an efficient grace and poise. My pale coat was a stark contrast to the dark blue waters that rippled and splashed against the shore that blocked it's forward progress.
Dust flew as I came to a sudden halt and turned my head toward the world beyond that flowing body of H2O. It was something fathomless that I was unable to see beyond what I had seen in my early life. I drew in rapid breath after rapid breath, letting it all settle over me in a steady beat. My eyes opened and I stared at the nothingness I saw. The blurred images that meant nothing to my mind. I turned away. I didn't need such a depressing sight to claim my mind anymore than I needed depressing thoughts to invade and ruin my purpose in life. Giving a hardy toss of my head, I turn my attention to the old tree I called my home.
With a quick step and perfect movement around objects, I was able to push through the long limbs that brushed against my painted coat. I snorted and moved quickly from the tangle of branches and toward my store of herbs. I was always good to keep a nice supply of them around, but often times I could forget and then, where would I be? Useless. I was scared of that. I didn't want to be useless. I nosed through them until I was satisfied that I wasn't going to run out if something major happened. Turning away, I looked around my humble home and let out a slow breath. It was terrible that I couldn't see it. From what I'd heard it was lovely to see the light streaming in pale green beams through the leaves, but I would never see it clearly, it would only worsen.
Shaking that from my mind, I went about my business and when nothing else popped up, I just settled there, laying upon the ground. My head thumped against the ground as I mumbled to myself. Some days I really needed a life outside of my work. I didn't much care for others because they always wanted to do things that I couldn't. This was probably the reason why I was in the position I was in. That or I probably would have had to become a rouge and I didn't think I would live long leading that kind of life.[/size] [/blockquote][/blockquote]
