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Post by ♥..Fury..♥ on Feb 3, 2009 22:33:26 GMT -6
Ebon hooves lightly hit the sodden ground as the dainty femme made her way down the winding path that led to the beautiful and peaceful Cherry Blossom Hollow. The air around her was crisp and cool and the weather today was very pleasant. The perfect day to Myth. However every day was perfect to Myth. She always loved every minute of her life, no matter the things going on around her whether they are going good or bad. The warm sunlight glinted off of her albino pelt which was white with a bit of pink pigment. Unlike most albinos she had blue eyes while most had pink eyes. Her forelock draped gently across her left eye and it touched the very end of her nose. Her tail was lightly swept the ground as she walked. Her pace was slow and leisurely and her walk was very peaceful. Occasionally she would step on a twig alerting a sparrow that would chirp. She smiled as she saw the little squirrels in the trees. They stared at her with their tiny black eyes and sat chewing on an acorn. What adorable creatures they were! Her muscles rippled with each movement and she swiveled her auds every so often to detect danger if there was any near. Nothing so far and soon Myth shook off the thought. Cherry Blossom Hollow was a very peaceful place, very rarely disturbed by a predator. No matter the viciousness of the predator, they all seemed to be calmed and humbled by the beauty of Cherry Blossom Hollow. Several minutes passed and not long after, Myth arrived at the base of Cherry Blossom Hollow. She stopped and stood for minutes, admiring the sheer beauty. Not that she hadn’t been humble before but this made her even more humble. The pink petals of the cherry blossoms covered the emerald grass and in the middle was a large pool of water in which an equine could take a drink or even cool off. After marveling at the place for minutes she walked slowly towards the pool of water. When she made it to the pool she craned her neck to the water and began to drink. Her muzzle gently captured the water in her mouth and Myth swallowed. She took many swallows of the chilly water before leaning back up. She walked away from the pool and stood beneath a cherry blossom tree and looked around. Her blue eyes bright and her mane and tail blowing gently in the breeze. Indeed Myth looked beautiful at this moment. She stood and looked around, waiting for something to happen.
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Post by Lil' Shade on Feb 4, 2009 1:35:26 GMT -6
Sing A pure white pegasus stallion softly stode towards the Cherry Blossom Hollow. His black hooves dragging him sub-conciously towards the eautiful place. His mind however was on other things. Tolken flew behind him, his luminescent, see-through, figure gliding along the wind. Though Tolken had no need to use up his energy, he enjoyed the feeling that flying gave him, the feeling that he was alive. Tolken had been killed by an loose electric cord on a telephone wire and had landed on it, unaware of the 300 volts that lay waiting to take the life of their innocent victim, and unfortunately, Tolken had been the victim. He appeared to be smiling to himself as he listened to the thoughts of the stallion that paced ahead of him.
For
Echoing within his mind were other thoughts, not his own, but the thoughts and feeling of spirits that were nearby, being passed to the pegasus's mind by a kinetic force not know to him. There were some who moaned in suffering to their loss, they had not gotten over their death, and then there were the ones who thought of happy things, and praise for their death, and the other's who thought of everything inbetween cursing and general conversation. The noises of these other thoughts disturbed his own thinking pattern, making his patience disapear little by little. It was agitating for him to hear all those different voices when you were trying to get yourself out of a sticky situation or had to think of a plan. They didn't help in any way, they were like hills; blocking your view of the sunset, and yet you can't move them.
Absolution
He sighed as yet another spirit called to him, asking him to show them the way to the other side. He had told them multiple times before that he didn't know how, but for some reason they kept asking. He responded in the usual way, by telling them politely that he couldn't do that for them, and how he had no idea, and that he would help them if he could, but he couldn't. His thoughts and the thoughts around him were interupted by a movement from the corner of his eye. He stopped and turned, only to see the most stunning mare his eyes had ever rested their white pupils on. His jaw hung agape to her flawless beauty and he then realized that he had already passed her by without even knowing it. He looked left and right frantically before finally hanging his head in shame. He couldn't apologize for his rude behavior.
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