08-02-2020, 08:46 PM
Butterfly wings in various colours floated around her, and she giggled happily at them while laying comfortably in the flowers she'd found. Bliss filled her as a single white butterfly landed on her nose softly, and for a while she stared at it, before a strange voice began to speak in her head. A summons?
With a small flap of her dainty wings, Astra steadied herself back to her feet, and began to prance in the direction the voice had summoned her to. She'd seen glimpses of the beach from afar during her travels, and now she'd found an excuse to go closer - not that she particularly needed an excuse, but she felt it was nice to have one.
When she arrived though, she was suddenly overwhelmed with a bad feeling. The smell of death hung in the air and filled her pink nostrils, making her more alert. Her prancing now slowed to a cautious walk as she approached the source of the summons. The stallion that stood there was much taller than her, as many others were in these strange lands. Astra listened carefully to him as he spoke. His words confused her, she did not understand what gates he was talking about, nor did she know how one could simply just walk into the afterlife, she'd always heard that the afterlife was for the dead, so how was it possible to enter it from the living world?
She gulped in fear and felt her heart drop to her stomach as he delivered the final order. Die first? Surely he didn't expect them to follow through with such a demand, surely he had no intentions of hurting innocent beings. Her eyes welled up with tears as worry began to grow in her, and her ears dropped back as she stared up at him. What should she do? Why was she here? A million questions buzzed through her brain, and for a moment she was so full of panic that the rest of the world was a blur to her; that is, before a searing pain shot through her left wing.
Astra let out a loud cry as the pain got worse, and quickly came back to reality, only to see the stallion's teeth deep in her flesh, and blood began to soak her dark feathers. Black hooves beat against the white sand in desperation as the small mare tried to run, but it became useless as he yanked at her, she could feel her small bones being broken with the force of his bite, and she could not help but shriek in pain as he continued to twist and tug at it.
Finally, with one final hard tug, the wing came out of its socket, and she felt a horrible ripping sensation near her shoulder. Astra screamed before vomiting from the pain, bleeding as she lay on the sand now, the pain overwhelming her as she sobbed. Seeing her wing drop from his mouth sent her over the edge, and the pale pegasus could not help but to gag as the dismembered feathers fell next to her, her tears dropping rapidly on the beach that she'd come to so willingly. Her tiny voice could not muster any words before he stomped onto her frail rib cage, choking and spluttering as blood began to pour from her mouth. Bones pierced her organs and she struggled to breathe, her eyes looking out to the ocean that lay only a few feet away. Only a short while ago, she had been laying in flowers and watching soft butterflies flutter around her, and now she was at death's door. Why was this happening? Why did she have to go through this door for him? With one final stomp to her neck, everything went black.
At first it felt like sleeping, but slowly Astra opened her eyes, her head spinning momentarily before she could finally focus. It felt so gloomy here, there was barely any colour, if any. It was the same beach, but it felt so different. Astra shakily got back up to her legs, standing tall now and looking around, determined to complete the stallion's request, despite the gruesome death he had given her.
With a small flap of her dainty wings, Astra steadied herself back to her feet, and began to prance in the direction the voice had summoned her to. She'd seen glimpses of the beach from afar during her travels, and now she'd found an excuse to go closer - not that she particularly needed an excuse, but she felt it was nice to have one.
When she arrived though, she was suddenly overwhelmed with a bad feeling. The smell of death hung in the air and filled her pink nostrils, making her more alert. Her prancing now slowed to a cautious walk as she approached the source of the summons. The stallion that stood there was much taller than her, as many others were in these strange lands. Astra listened carefully to him as he spoke. His words confused her, she did not understand what gates he was talking about, nor did she know how one could simply just walk into the afterlife, she'd always heard that the afterlife was for the dead, so how was it possible to enter it from the living world?
She gulped in fear and felt her heart drop to her stomach as he delivered the final order. Die first? Surely he didn't expect them to follow through with such a demand, surely he had no intentions of hurting innocent beings. Her eyes welled up with tears as worry began to grow in her, and her ears dropped back as she stared up at him. What should she do? Why was she here? A million questions buzzed through her brain, and for a moment she was so full of panic that the rest of the world was a blur to her; that is, before a searing pain shot through her left wing.
Astra let out a loud cry as the pain got worse, and quickly came back to reality, only to see the stallion's teeth deep in her flesh, and blood began to soak her dark feathers. Black hooves beat against the white sand in desperation as the small mare tried to run, but it became useless as he yanked at her, she could feel her small bones being broken with the force of his bite, and she could not help but shriek in pain as he continued to twist and tug at it.
Finally, with one final hard tug, the wing came out of its socket, and she felt a horrible ripping sensation near her shoulder. Astra screamed before vomiting from the pain, bleeding as she lay on the sand now, the pain overwhelming her as she sobbed. Seeing her wing drop from his mouth sent her over the edge, and the pale pegasus could not help but to gag as the dismembered feathers fell next to her, her tears dropping rapidly on the beach that she'd come to so willingly. Her tiny voice could not muster any words before he stomped onto her frail rib cage, choking and spluttering as blood began to pour from her mouth. Bones pierced her organs and she struggled to breathe, her eyes looking out to the ocean that lay only a few feet away. Only a short while ago, she had been laying in flowers and watching soft butterflies flutter around her, and now she was at death's door. Why was this happening? Why did she have to go through this door for him? With one final stomp to her neck, everything went black.
At first it felt like sleeping, but slowly Astra opened her eyes, her head spinning momentarily before she could finally focus. It felt so gloomy here, there was barely any colour, if any. It was the same beach, but it felt so different. Astra shakily got back up to her legs, standing tall now and looking around, determined to complete the stallion's request, despite the gruesome death he had given her.