I’ll get to the heart of this [Obscene]

[Memorie]

one lives in hope of becoming a memory

I must admit to feeling a little disappointed when the stallion pulls himself back together and throws up his walls that prevent me from bothering him too much. I had been having so much fun getting under his skin. Even still, when he speaks again, a bark of laughter lifts from my lips. “I feel bad for those that haven’t met you. You’re just such a joke that I imagine no one can help but laugh at you when you’re around.” The snide comments just keep coming with such ease that I never knew I could possess.

It was his next reaction, however, the truly had me laughing, both inside and out. I double over from laughter, and when I raise my head again, it is to look him squarely in those blood red eyes. “Cheri doesn’t need anyone to fight her battles. You really are deluded if you think that’s why I came here.” I pause for a brief second, glancing him over with callous eyes. “And anyway, you would have to be something more than pathetic to even consider any of this a battle. As it stands, you’re just…piteous.”

I smirk at him, then roll my eyes before I turn away from him. “I came here hoping to experience this poppy juice that my sister told me about, and though I will not get that pleasure, my ultimate goal was to do something enjoyable.” I look back at him over my shoulder. I don’t have to say it, it’s just there, standing between us like the unsaid words, that I achieved my ultimate goal, thanks to him. I could have allowed myself to be angry with him or annoyed, but he would have to be worth that anger, and he is not.

Then I turn away from him. I don’t move quickly, but I do move away from him. I will admit to being a little disappointed that I hadn’t experienced this poppy juice, but it is whatever. I scan the plant life here for the flower. It is not hard to distinguish from the rest, and I do a mental work up of the flower for the future. If I ever had the opportunity, I would simply bring the flowers to Taiga and try it there. Perhaps I would invite Cheri. She was certainly much better company than the black stallion.

Memorie

Image by Calcifer

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