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[All covelings] - Arx - 03-16-2016 { i thought the past would last me; but the darkness got there too } they are black, in the night their blackness is a consuming void. Well his is. But she shares that world with him. Often its only the nervous look in her eyes that tell him she wants to dissapear. Dissapear into that world that he creates. This night that is exactly what he has done. On the beaches, against their silvery waters, and crystal sands. He is all but nothing. A void of darkness. Her dark purple wings and elephant tusks glint against the light, along with her darkly purple mane and tail to match. Their mother lays nearby under the alchove of the rock, where the statue stands. He is not amongst the women in their dream world. No this is his time, this is his hour. This is his world where he is king, and no one can defeat him. This is time that others cower. This is the time that others scream and beg for mercy. But from what? From creatures like him. They were like him, preditors in their own right, but none had the senses that he did. None could know the sheer power that their every cell could contain. He did. Its a lonely world, he could give that, but at the same time... No one dared bother him, thus far not a single foal had come to pick on him. No it was as if they almost feared him. Could they? Could they fear him? Was darkness something to be afraid of? He couldn't know. It was as if day was here for him. In their world of warmth and yellows, that is where he finds his own darkness, but at night... at night this is his realm the cool blue light, the quiet breathes of sleeping innocence. He gets up shaking off the power letting lie dorment within him, though containing it was harder than letting it loose. Everything about him wanted to stay invisible to the world, whether his mind wanted that or not. Even when he does use the power most still found it dificult to look at him, it was hard to keep the black coat in focus. RE: [All covelings] - Anyx - 03-16-2016 Pal The freaks come out at night RE: [All covelings] - Kirin - 03-17-2016 RE: [All covelings] - Arx - 04-18-2016 { i thought the past would last me; but the darkness got there too } His blue coat flecked with black, her black coat outlined with the luster of dark purple mane, tail, wings, and the ivory points of tuskes. They stayed close, whispered to each other in the dark, he could see her beauty far better in the cover of night. As she slept he often found that he was gazing at her a little too often for the comfort of any normal brother and sister. But her and their mother were the only horses he had seen outside of the one time Kirin decides to make a show of himself. He wasn't sure what to make of the cove, the trio having been isolated from the others for far to long. Was it on purpose? Did the others fear them? Did Kirin want to hide them for some unknown reason? He couldn't stand there and let the other male rover over the females in his life without making his own presence known. Moonlight glints off his blueish coat. Before flickering out again, then he is partially there, not fully invisible any longer. Anyx steps up to the two two males and her daughter, Raelynx is a wise teacher. She offers, What would you have me do with these two She continues to inquire. He shuffles closer to his sister, unsure that he is comfortable with the conversation at hand. Who are you He glances over the purple stallion biting his lip in deep thought. His hide flickers out of sight once more to focused on figuring out what the adults were saying. His sister how ever is curious and wobbles over to the male taking a sniff in greeting. Stubby wings fluttering for balance. Her head shooting upwards in suprise. Swiveling her head around to look at them she steps up to Kirins taking another sniff. Awckwardly put the two together in her mind. What are these? She flutters the stubby things once more lips catching in teeth as the tuskes hook her lips in a strange position. He drew close to his sister protective of her, and wary of the stranger. His darkness leaking over her small frame sheilding her from sight as well. |