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Growing pains are supposed to hurt - Crevan - Celest - 10-08-2017 A gully. That's what her mother had called it and Celest liked the sound of that. It was somehow playful and gloomy at the same time. Sheltered yet dangerous - a place to find wet soil and dead things. But today, the only thing in this gully is a girl who is full of light and life. Although the light she carries is not always pure and bright - she likes to dabble in darkness and fancies herself a great force yet to be woken. She had her own secluded gully with a quiet and ripple-less gazing pool. And here, the daughter of Carnage lays dabbling in magic. Water like glass reflects her small dished face and the oak branches above her, but this is not what she sees. She looks beyond the glasslike surface, beyond her own reflection. A haphazard dam separates this pool from the main river - it took the filly an entire day to make. It hadn't been easy. She had dragged sticks, rolled stones with her nose, and constructed the dam from whatever debri was available to her. The results made the toil worthwhile. She lays in the cool soil like a piece of tumbled sea glass. Her cream and teal front legs neatly tucked below her and she appears to study the water. She had discovered that for her and her mother time did not unfold the way it did for others. For them memories were not exclusively moments from the past - sometimes they had memories of the future. And this is a beautiful thing for a little girl to discover herself capable of. She would not shrug her shoulders at such a gift, as her mother had. And Celest didn't want to be at the mercy of dreams. She knew she could find a way to call up these future memories the way she could so easily summon a memory of yesterdays bath, she was here to test this theory. Time passes, and she falls into a sort of trance she is more relaxed than she has possibly ever been, she feels... floaty? She tries not to think about it, tries to remain calm, that's the only way this will work. Just when she is slipping into a deeper relaxation it hits her. Her mouth fills with the taste of blood and the scent of a predator fills her nostrils. Her self-preservation instincts kick in and she tries to stand but her front legs have fallen asleep and she sinks back into the fertile earth. She spits, but there is no blood in her mouth, and with a gasp she realizes that she had done what she set out to do. She has touched the future, just barely, and she's simultaneously elated and terrified. All she had was a scent, a name, and a feeling -he was not here yet, but he was coming. Fire-fang. @[Crevan] RE: Growing pains are supposed to hurt - Crevan - Crevan - 10-09-2017 forget all the names we used to know @[Celest] RE: Growing pains are supposed to hurt - Crevan - Celest - 10-12-2017 Dreams and reality collide. Suddenly, the bloodthirsty creature from her vision is flying towards her with teeth bared. But she is not as surprised as she should have been - her adrenaline had already spiked the moment she had the premonition. She doesn't try to stand again, her tiny body would not sever to fight or outrun a wolf. Instead, she takes a deep breath keeping her eyes locked on his. She doesn't have time to be scared. There isn't much time, between when she feels him and when she sees him, but there is just enough. A tingling starts along her spine and rapidly spreads to overtake her body and she couldn't feel more relieved. The light, the magic, it always made her skin tingle. When she had been alone, playing with little strands of light under the ferns, she had taken the time to enjoy the tingling and explore the different ways the light would move at her command. But now, she puts everything she's got into one powerful blast. She hopes her little bit of practice is enough to save her. Between them, space is filled with violet light. It floods the dark gully, replacing the gloom with purple brilliance, and the force of it pushes her small form backward. The light reaches out from her, all of her, drawing from her life force and sending ripples of energy across the waters around her. The blast is larger than she expects and when it crashes into him, or into something at least, the collision leaves her body shaking. She hopes that something is him. Because, the way her heart is hammering and her vision darkening around the edges lets her know she won't be able to manage another attack lite that for a while. But she can't let this beast know that. "What the hell!? Who do you think you are?" She roars, rising onto four thin legs. RE: Growing pains are supposed to hurt - Crevan - Crevan - 10-17-2017 forget all the names we used to know @[Celest] RE: Growing pains are supposed to hurt - Crevan - Celest - 10-18-2017 The light fades, her eyes readjust, and she is sure that she has killed him. Her knees buckle slightly, as the thing becomes visible, from a mix of satisfaction and repulsion at the charred mass her attacker has become. Relief floods through her body and the seafoam filly lets out a sigh, dropping her tough girl facade, and looking closer at the corps. His disfigured form disgusts her, but still, she looks at it with morbid curiosity. The strangeness of the situation keeps her there trying to answer her own questions and before she can grow bored with looking the dead thing twitches and rises - reassembling himself piece by piece. For the first time in her life, Celest knows fear. He brings his canine face level with hers, hissing words that are lost in her horror. Dread freezes her heart and trickles out in cool tendrils down her front legs and up her neck. For a moment, she forgets to breathe. He introduces himself as if she had asked his name as if they were normal children in a casual meeting and hot anger replaces the cool dread. Fight all you want, he spits, and she knows it’s a lie. She doesn’t move, she stands with the mud above her hooves and her eyes as hard as gemstones. “You were dead. I killed you,” she murmurs, more to herself than him. It wasn’t fair, she had won. She roasted him alive, she had foreseen him sneaking up on her and she had bested him and now he was making demands. And as his pink lips turn down, she sees in his face what she can only name hatred, and her own feelings are whipped up into a similar storm. But she had seen the pain in his eyes, death did not come easy for him, it seemed. “How about, If you cooperate I’ll make this easy on you.” She speaks low and along her spine, the purple light begins to glow through her skin- she glares at him to hide the effort that her bluff is costing her. “Have you ever tried to bring yourself back to life twice in a row, Crevan? Or three times? Or FOUR? You are no god, your power has limits.” She wasn’t looking for an answer, so she continues without pausing for one. “I killed you once and I’ll kill you again, and maybe this time when you start to put your pretty fur back on your charred skin I’ll kill you again and we can find out how many times in one day you can die before the game is up.” She mirrors his action, the only threatening creature she has yet to meet, and pulls her lips back in a slight snarl. “But we don’t have to do that. Tell me where it is you are so kindly escorting me - and don’t just give me a fucking name, explain yourself - I’m not going to play a guessing game with you. As long as you're talking, I’ll walk.” She knew this land better than most, and she knew there was a whole lot of nothing between The River and anywhere else. RE: Growing pains are supposed to hurt - Crevan - Crevan - 10-20-2017 forget all the names we used to know @[Celest] Next one will be in Sylva |