[ Respond | Andarin: The Mountains ]
Posted by Se. Formaldehyde on February 12, 2009, 6:05 pm, in reply to "All around me are familiar faces;"
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The Earth that surrounded me had been shifting for a while now, and it was only after a few moments that I realzied it was becoming excited upon the arrival of another Earth element. It was a familiar tangent that was created as my Earth became acquainted once more with the other horse's Earth- it took me, once again, little time to recognize it. Fear shivered from the back of my neck and down my spine; it felt as though an icy hand had decided to grasp about my flesh, making me nervous and agitated. The mare, her draft beauty, came dancing across the Wolf's Teeth, though I could not keep my inked pools fixated upon her. I felt shame run stubbornly through me, and I could not satiate the sudden fear. It would not quell; it was hungry and knew that I was lost, uncertain. I felt her jealousy like the Fire that ignited upon my mane out of curiosity, flickering and frolicking up and down my spine to warm my clammy, sweaty coldness.
As the ebony and ivory mare cantered up, sliding in beside me, I balked, shifting to the left as she came up to my right. I swallowed heavily, blinking my eyes wildly before I cleared my throat, forcing myself to remain steadfast where I stood. I was unwilling to look her in the eye; I wanted to tell her to go away. I was so, so sorry but she couldn't be here. I disguised my thoughts under a veil of indifference, however, to prevent my expressions from showing through.
I nodded curtly, avoiding direct eye contact as I became panicked, though my exterior remained impassive, as always, just normal and Formaldehyde-ish. "The Ocean was fine." I made no comment that I had instead gone to Desreal, wandering the dark glades in Solira's stead, and chancing upon Wicked. Her kindness had confused me, just as Arnleif longing for me had. She loved me. It had become so clear as I walked with her, went with her that one night... But it had not been the truth for me. I had done two wrongs, and I had fled- my love had always been for Skylar, even right after Delilah had deserted my passion for another. Skylar. Not Arnleif.
And yet I could not find the heart to send her away. I glanced uncertainly towards her swollen belly, and tension ceased. I was agbout to inquire on the child, how it felt, how it progressed, when she made some sharp comments. Immediately, I averted my gaze, turning away from Arnleif, shame making my legs shake slightly. I sighed, closing my eyes firmly, before answering over my shoulder quietly, "Please, Arnleif. You know I am so sorry. I never meant..." An exasperated loss of words, as I fumbled to get the emotions out of the way. "I thought I loved you. But," as I concluded, I turned, facing her, locking dark eyes with dark eyes. "I do not. You must understand this, Arnleif. I do not." Backing away slightly, I swallwoed once more, the Fire igniting agitatedly through my mane. "My mind is too clouded for even me to see into, yet one thing I know; I have done many wrongs. I wronged you, and I can never make up for that."
A sigh.
"But I love Skylar."
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