05-08-2024, 12:30 PM
The feeling of uncertainty looms, like the darkness and shadows surrounding them. Jack swivels around toward the sound of cracking twigs to find a skull looking straight back at him. She speaks openly, recognizing Aurora.
He tilts his head slightly, his ears circling, trying to understand the situation and whoever is standing before them. She mentions Escence and how lost she was before eyeing him.
His ears slowly begin to lay back against his head. He steps forward ready to protect Aurora if he needs to, but who knows what kind of power this horned goat horse has.
He feels the anger brew deeply in his gut as the mare mentions showing her what she fears most. He’s confused by this statement. What does she mean by this? Jack knows what he fears most, he's lived it and is constantly reminded by it, everytime he sees the twins. He sees him. Those red piercing eyes haunt his dreams. Decaying everything he loves, like he did that day in the orchard. He loves those foals more than life itself, but he gets pings of anguish and anger stabbing him deeply. Twisting the knife over and over again, until it claims every last cell of his being.
The dark shadows that lingered approach closer towards them. He steps closer to Aurora, away from the closing walls that surround them. His vision begins to darken. Aurora disappearing under the clouds of darkness. He looks frantically around, calling out to her but no reply.
He tilts his head slightly, his ears circling, trying to understand the situation and whoever is standing before them. She mentions Escence and how lost she was before eyeing him.
His ears slowly begin to lay back against his head. He steps forward ready to protect Aurora if he needs to, but who knows what kind of power this horned goat horse has.
He feels the anger brew deeply in his gut as the mare mentions showing her what she fears most. He’s confused by this statement. What does she mean by this? Jack knows what he fears most, he's lived it and is constantly reminded by it, everytime he sees the twins. He sees him. Those red piercing eyes haunt his dreams. Decaying everything he loves, like he did that day in the orchard. He loves those foals more than life itself, but he gets pings of anguish and anger stabbing him deeply. Twisting the knife over and over again, until it claims every last cell of his being.
The dark shadows that lingered approach closer towards them. He steps closer to Aurora, away from the closing walls that surround them. His vision begins to darken. Aurora disappearing under the clouds of darkness. He looks frantically around, calling out to her but no reply.