04-01-2016, 07:44 PM
Darkness clouded her mind, she was lost deep down in the darkness.
Help me she pleaded to herself, so lost.
Before she knew it, she'd stumbled on this place. Full of chatter and noise.
No noise, no, no she muttered to herself, pinning her ears back into the black mess of mane.
Let me be.
Wandering aimlessly into the middle of this mess, she stopped suddenly, lifting her head and shaking the forelock from her listless eyes. Blinking frantically, the light was bright, she was used to the darkness. At home in the darkness. And yet I want to be free. Hypocrite, hypochondriac, failure. NO! she yelled, frightening even herself at the strength of her voice. Looking around frantically, had someone noticed? This bat shit crazy mess of a woman.
Siggy's knees buckled, there was nothing graceful about the crash, the earth stung her knees and she squealed in annoyance. Why even bother getting up Siggy? Just lay down, give up.
Get up, GET UP.
She scrambled, most un-gracefully to her feet. Her head low, her black forelock covered all but the tip of her muzzle. Which was scrunched, and taught with anguish.
You should've known better.