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you know your place in the sky - Starlight - 10-24-2020
The young girl hums quietly to herself as she strolls beneath a new moon, guided only by the softly winking stars that shine overhead in a cloudless sky. starlight RE: you know your place in the sky - Chemosh - 10-25-2020 in this hole, that is me...the dead are rolling over The darkness has always called to him, singing a sirens song that he could not resist. Perhaps it had to do with his breeding, or the celestial markings on his legs, or the frightening gift the Gods had bestowed upon him. Whatever it was, he has listened, gorging himself on moonlight and starshine though never getting his fill. He basks in their muted glow like a housecat in the sun, but still he craves more. Greedy, perhaps, but who is he to deny his temptresses? Tonight, he is not the only thing out amongst the stars. He sees the girl immediately, though he makes no immediate move towards her. For now, he is content to watch, and he is enthralled by the way she pushes and pulls the star she has created, allowing it to travel in front of her before it winds itself back around her slender neck. They are a matched set, he and the starfire filly, though he lacks the impressive headwear and plumage. His party trick is very well hidden, and for the moment, he remains that way. But his mouth twists upwards in the hint of a smile, a smile that gives away little to his true intentions but there all the same. As the star shoots away, he closes his eyes, allowing the flesh to fall from his frame and bleach-white bones to take its place. He glows blue in the moonlight, though it is only a trick of the light and not a true radiance that he is emitting. It is more than enough to startle any small creature that was lurking around him, but he pays them no mind. He has eyes only for the winged girl who makes playthings of stars. Quickly, he slips into the very edges of the forest surrounding the meadow. In his skeletal form he moves easily through the trees, and there is no coat or mane and tail to become tangled in the underbrush. She is just ahead of him, but facing away, which works perfectly for his wicked little plan. It is not meanness, necessarily, but he certainly harbors a wicked streak. When the distance is closed he breaks from the trees, the jingle of branch to rib bone the only indication of his presence. He announces his presence with one word, one very fitting word for the skeleton shifting star lover... ”Boo.” --CHEMOSH RE: you know your place in the sky - Starlight - 11-08-2020
The longing that the stranger feels is not unlike the one that stirs inside the young girl. She looks to the open expanse of inky sky, with its cluster of milky stars that churn stoically above them in an ancient dance, and finds herself desperate to be invited; perhaps there, she will finally be at home. starlight @[Chemosh] sorry for the wait! RE: you know your place in the sky - Chemosh - 11-15-2020 in this hole, that is me...the dead are rolling over While her appearance had caught his attention, it was her presence that had kept it. She had an otherworldly quality about her, something that spoke of far off constellations and swirling galaxies. While he simply wore the heavens on his legs, she brought them to life. Where he gazed at the stars and basked in their glow, she made them her own. He admittedly had seen little of the world in his three years of life, but she was far and away the most interesting. Even here in this land of oddities, she stood out from them. She shies away from him and he does not follow, though a smile forms in his mind though it is invisible on his fleshless mouth. Not a smile of malice, but he cannot help enjoying his trick just a little bit. The star clinging to her neck bobbles too, and his eyeless sockets turn away from the filly and onto the flickering ball of gas and space dust. He knows he could shift back, should shift back and save her the trouble, but he lingers in his skeletal form for just a little longer. If she knew what else he had tucked up his sleeve, his skeleton would be the least of her worries. The other beast that he hides beneath the bay of his coat and nebula of his legs is far more powerful, much more fearsome, and more than a little out of place for a living skeleton who loves the night. He does not wield that form often, but keeps it carefully hidden away until such time that such a monster would be needed. Once she comes to a halt and whirls to face him, he shifts back, dark eyes glittering pleasantly and a small smile turning up the corners of his black lips. In this form they are nearly identical, and he is sure to outsiders they make quite a site, especially if they had been around long enough to see the previous act. Her small ears disappear into the blackness of her mane, though he can see them easily enough in the light of the stars that bounce around her. She finally speaks, and for a moment he isn’t sure if the words are directed at him or the star. But, he decides to answer all the same, even if they weren’t for him. ”Good fun, yes. Just a spooky little trick.” he says with a nod, his shoulders relaxed and a hind hoof cocked in hopes of settling her nerves. ”You reacted just the way I expected you to, though I don’t know why anyone with horns like that or wings would be scared of a rack of bones like me.” he says with a snicker. No one has ever accused him of having manners, let alone good ones. His mother had birthed him, weaned him, and he has been left to his own devices ever since. A life of such little structure was bound to lead to an odd duck, though thankfully not an evil one. ”I’m Chemosh, by the way.” he adds, as if his name were an afterthought to his trickery. --CHEMOSH RE: you know your place in the sky - Starlight - 12-21-2020
Her deep blue eyes - so dark, nearly the same indigo as the sky that stretches endlessly above them - cannot help in the way that they stare. Perhaps it is the soft warmth of her star that keeps her so courageous, but though her muscles tense she does not flee from him. There is a moment - a breath inhaled from her glowing-blue mouth - that she thinks about reaching forward to touch the slick ivory of the bridge of his nose, just to make sure he was real. She can feel her star beginning to buzz with worry at the thought that they share, but Starlight ignores it as she often does. He is much too curious - otherworldly himself - to deny it. starlight @[Chemosh] |