Beauty Of Letting Go [OPEN]

[J u l i e t a ♥]

I'm over it
You see I'm falling in a vast abyss

Lips smacked together as they thirsted for the delicious water that had been withheld from them. The cracked kissers begged for such a treat, but their owner kept marching on. Face was one of determination as he kept on toward his goal, of meeting with his own kind. He needed more followers in his land, it was no use to be leader of a herdless land. Not to mention, he wanted his own kin running around. Already he had his fantasy of a young brute, his own son, learning all the tricks of the trade. He would be a strong, fearless leader, cruel and intelligent. Hell, Lithium had already picked out a name for the child as ugly as his own. Now all that he needed was a fair fae that would give him the right conformation that he would need.

This land was dry and hot, much different then the land that the brute came from. His pelt was thick and beautiful, from the cold atmosphere that always beat against his skin. Now the sun bore onto his thick coat and he felt the sweat easily lather on his body. It dripped down his body slowly and steadily, as if it would never stop and perhaps it wouldn't, he was in an environment that was grueling for a horse such as he, but he pressed on, ever so faithful to find his lord or his fellow breed.

White pelt and cerulean markings stood in stark contrast against the world around him. His Arabian frame and blood made him slightly adapted to such environment, his dished face ever so elegant and lean. On the other hand, his mustang blood, that which helped him grown the thick pelt of fur and give him his height, only hindered him. All he wanted as water, and as he marched, head held high, aud's rotating around his skull, nostrils flared, trying to breathe as deeply as he could, he couldn't help but wonder why he had found no water yet. He had only gone a day without water, barely making his way into the terrain until just this morning when the earth was still cool, but now it was nearing 3, where the cool winds started to sweep the earth again, throwing sand into the air. He knew soon his salvation would come and a chill would creep over the land.

Clouded by memories of the past
At last I see

[~Ᏸαў ~]

I WANT THIS if he's not already called

[J u l i e t a ♥]

Sounds good (: you have a week to reply unless you tell me otherwise

[~Ᏸαў ~]

okay, I lost my mind,


Ivory pillars flew over the dusted earth, racing the wind, creating a cloud of dust behind the femmes finely sculpted hindquarters. This land was known to be parsimonious on its water supply, something she was long used to. It held only a few watering spots, and this was were the beasts tended to remain, which was why the femme usually shied away from spots like these, surviving off the little watering she could find in the desert. Unfortunately, this time of the season was not good. no small gatherings of water could be found, leaving her with no choice but to flaunt her dappled bodice as well as aqua & flamen markings around the watering area in order to find a peaceful place to quench her undying thirst.

Hesitantly she began to slow herself, turning to flying trot that, if humans lived in this land, would be prize - worthy itself, her shoulders extending with her sharpened daggers flicking out. Flicking her auds, she glanced around the pool, finding about 5 other equines had gathered around the pool, quenching their thirst. All were the regular folk, nighmares and chimeras that gained their pleasure in life by taking advantage of the females that foolishly walked upon these lands. She, however, was different. Being lightly dappled, she knew she would grey to a complete ivory in the next few weeks. Her markings, A small ebon spot under her shoulder and well as flamen and swirled, were much desired among her last herd. But she was different. She carried aqua eyes, and would eventually come with blue markings. In this, the fire nation was highly appalled, wanting her killed immediately. So, she ran.

Now she stood here, on the bank of the pool, ducking her head to allow her parched kissers a hydrating drink. Glancing around, she noticed a grey stallion, appearing lost in thought, standing across the pool. He had cerulean markings around his legs, ears and chest, and he was beautiful.

Suddenly, a gust of wind engulfed the group, spraying sand on them. Jerking her sculpted crown into the air, she bolted the other way, knowing she had to reach her safe spot before she was devoured by the being known only has Hades.

But the only thing on her mind was the grey who had been lost in thought.

it's somewhere out there stranded

Words ; 388
Tags ; Lithium
Notes ; Nm really. sorry for the short length

[J u l i e t a ♥]

I'm over it
You see I'm falling in a vast abyss

A dove of an equine flitted up before him. Nares could smell it so crisp and clear, water, not too far from his location at the moment. Soon the group of equines began to form over the horizon, hovering like vultures over the watering hole. They were his people, ones that felt the same grief and desires as his own. He was excited, a sick grin enveloping his maw as he slowed to a cocky walk, strutting towards the group, daggers kicking dust as he walked on. Kissers smacked together, nearly tasting the water already. A chimera hissed to his right at him, Lithium just sneered back, his look intense. He was unafraid of his own kind. They did not attack the other outcasts, instead, they embraced them, there was no point in terrorizing ones own kind. Also, they all were connected by Hade's graces.

Lithium's faith in the dark lord was strong. This brute had been raised to kiss the ground that Hades walked on. His own mother had been an ever so faithful follower, perhaps hoping to be accepted into Hade's court. Maybe his mother had already joined Hade's in the underworld. Lithium knew little of her whereabouts. She had made it clear that he was to be on his own for the rest of his loathsome existence. More than likely his mother stalked the very lands he was in, terrorizing anyone who entered land devoted to her lord.

Orbs wandered around the group after he wet his whistle. All black pelted beasts seemed to be nightmares. Black was the most desired color among the creatures. They felt it best to express their darkness on the inside on the outside. But Lithium wore his pelt of white with pride, it made him less frightful when trying to lure in his next victim. No one ever suspected the white steed at a killer.

Another white patch stood out among the crowd. Her scent drifted straight into his nares and he smelled the burnt odor that traveled with anyone from the fire nation. Maw curled into a confused smile as he locked orbs with her, but a gust of wind sent the damned sand around, making him shut his orbs for a moment, and the beauty was gone, as if just a mirage. But he was certain she had been there. Limbs quickly made their way to where she had been. Skull dropped towards the ground as he followed the discrepancies in the sand that her small daggers had made. He traveled quickly, most of the prints already disappearing with the wind.

"Wait!" Lithium called to the fae as he spotted her white rump traveling across the ground at a fast speed. He continued towards her, trying to catch up.

Clouded by memories of the past
At last I see

[~Ᏸαў ~]

I am a weapon of massive consumption


Daggers collided with the dusted earth, pounding the dust into clouds that gathered behind her like a storm was collecting. The sun was making its descent into the earth, light slowing fading away minute by minute. Her muscles expanding and contracting, moving her farther and farther away from the watering hole where she had came. She was a lone figure out on this dusted plain, enjoying the peace. Her tail lifted, flying high in the wind the fae created. From behind, a instantly recognizable sound was heard, following her into the empty plains.

"Wait!"

Swerving her crown, her orbs locked on the beast not 800 yards away, barreling after her. With a gleaming ivory coat and blue markings, he seemed to reflex the orange haze the dance upon his coat. In a instant, she realized it was none other than the dosing grey she had seen at the watering hole, surrounded in the ebony wave of nightmares. His mane flowed with a silken shine that often was not seen in the nightmare breed, neither was his coat, the fine gleaming ivory that it was. He seemed intent on a purpose, but it was unknown what exactly.

Snapping her head back, she grasped he must be a fine killer, captivating the eyes of even the experienced Serefinia Fe.

Being no stupid fool, She knew he was a beast of hades, and this chase was probably a justification to follow and kill her. Obviously, he was no fool either, for he had realized she was not of the death blood, and wanted to follow because his mind was curious of her ghostly nature. In her mind, curiosity showed intelligence. She decided not to let him down, let him see a show. Curiosity killed the foolish cat.

The fae's pillars stretched into an even faster run, pillars pummeling the earth in a four beat rhythm. Soon surrounded by small shrubs and parched bushes, knowing she was headed into her home, a region of this place known as the rocky outcrop. What an original name for a original small rocky cliff chain that was common in a desert.

Suddenly, she halted. Ser heard the same four beat rhythm coming up behind her. Hadn't he lost his curiosity yet? surely she couldn't be more interesting than meeting his own lord. She would love to meet her lord, Apollo, but that would never happen. Some stallions where just too relentless.

She could feel her eyes changing into the flamen color they held when she was ready to fight. Their color seemed to illuminate the dusk like a flame that was just turning to a raging fire.

The Fae turned to face her pursuer, Her voice sweet and smooth, almost like a substance called honey, When her kissers opened, they seeped but one word;


Yes?

It's not my fault, it's how I'm programmed to function

Notes; Eww. eww. eww. sorry for such a crappy post!
Tags ; Lithium
Words ; 459 >.<

It's not my fault, it's how I'm programmed to function