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RE: will you fight? or will you perish like a dog?; round III - bolder - 11-30-2021 There had been a roaring in his ears as he fell. He remembers flaring his wings, twisting his body, angling himself away from the void. But he fell and fell, and even after he had stilled, the rushing sound continued. Bolder is suspended somewhere, caught between two worlds, and being the headstrong creature that he is, the young stallion twists and fights against it, realizing that something was happening without knowing what it was. Panic rises in his chest and it makes him jerk his moon-marked head up and back; the whites of his eyes flash angrily where nothing - except himself - exists. True to their word, they healed him. ("Why?" Bolder asked the former Guard - then promoted to Captain during a Ceremony in which he learned the name of the black pegasus, Aurean. He simply shrugged and replied, "Why not?") (They attended a meeting together, a gathering at Guardian's Ledge. "That's Alvaro," Aurean explained. "The protector of this place. It's his Magic - granted by the Winds - that keeps up concealed. None may enter and none may leave," he continued, staring at Bolder a moment too long. As if he already knew that Bolder was thinking he had broken one of their laws, and would eventually have to break another one day.) (One night, Aurean's patrol ended early. He found Bolder awake, and the pair talked until nearly all the stars had faded from the sky. "I could shapeshift, once." Bolder admitted, "Well, too. You could blink, and I would be something else. A squirrel. A snail. A wolf." His friend laughed. "Why would you want to be anything than what you are?" He shrugged in return. "Why not?") A lifetime begins to pass. Bolder found lovers and sired children. He spent years on the edge of the herd, accepted and yet deemed somewhat strange (though not a stranger anymore). He joined their Guard, climbed their Ranks. Until the day that a patrol went out, and the Captain didn't come back. So Bolder went against orders, and went to search for Aurean. What he found was darkness. It was shadow and yet it moved like it had a tangible shape. As if Bolder could get close enough, there would be skin or feathers or fur beneath his touch. It was something, and yet nothing, and yet - Yet, the energy emanating from it was almost gleeful. It hovered between the trees, moving through them instead of around them. It mirrored his movements, like his own shadow had once done (until he and Sickle had discovered it could otherwise). Two steps left, three steps right, and when he spun around to spread his wings and quickly fly away, the Beast speared him through his thick neck with a talon (how quickly it changed!) Bolder had stood beneath the tree canopy, where the sunlight couldn't reach them, where the powers of the Beast were strongest, where it could create and therefore kill. "I made quick work of the others," it said in a voice that sounded like smoke. "I can't say it will be the same for you." Agony ripped through him as the Beast did. Bolder fought - for himself, for Aurean, for the family he left behind and for the life he had built here - before eventually falling into Death, and surrendering to a life well lived. And then it is bright again. Bolder finds himself on the Mountain, trying to chase away the thoughts of that past life like a bad dream. Trying to understand what has happened, what is real and what is not, and finding the now-desecrated ground beneath his hooves offer little certainty, so Bolder turns his silver gaze where it can not doubt: on Carnage, their God. Hello! Please scramble expressed, [Moon Halo]; for carried, [invisibility] and [infrared vision]. and claiming shadows as his 0-space trait <3 |