08-13-2020, 06:10 PM
Astra gazed around at the grey beach, listening carefully to the words the cruel stallion spoke in her mind. Fear and grief filled her small body, but still she did as she was instructed, and began to move. Sand kicked up behind her as she began a quick pace, wanting to be away from here as quickly as possible, but the sound of the buzzing was already beginning to ring in her ears. Thick fog began to surround her as she traveled, and the mare's pace began to slow down, struggling to see what was in front of her - or around her at all for the matter.
The buzzing wasn't the only thing she was hearing, those horrid familiar voices began to swim through her ears, lacing her thoughts with ideas and realizations that to most were not true. The things they told her shook her to her core, and sprung tears to her eyes; and, mixed with the insect-like buzzing, made her feel as though her very skull was being shaken rapidly, her head beginning to pound. The voices weren't usually this strong, this loud, but the further she traveled into the fog, the more demanding and harsh they became, and Astra's legs began to shake from the overwhelming emotions they brought.
Though her head pounded with yelling and buzzing, she lifted it once more, pushing onwards and squinting in a futile attempt to make out any details at all among the heavy veil. A tall, white outline shone through it, and her eyes became wide in disbelief. At first her heart sank, knowing that if she was seeing her mother here in the afterlife, it could only mean one thing. Shaking the thought away, she forced herself to sprint, blackened hooves pounding against the sand as she made her way to her mother's side, desperate to press her face against the familiar warmth and feel the safety that only her mother could bring her.
White corrupted to an oil-like black though as she drew close, and her mother's form was mutilated and twisted into a creature she had only seen in her nightmares. It bore its teeth at her and let out a growl that made her blood run cold. Tiny heart pounding, she swerved to other side of it, bolting as fast as she could away from it, but she could hear a horrible pounding behind her that told her the demon was close on her heels.
The deeper she went into the fog, the louder the buzzing got, until eventually she heard no voices, and the foot steps of the demon were drowned out; however, she could feel the buzzing all the way to her bones, her ears and her head aching and pounding, and tears stained her face as she desperately screamed, yet she could not even hear her own cries.
Astra halted in her steps, causing a cloud of debris and sand to sting her teary eyes. She had stopped just in time; her hooves just barely lingering at the edge of a cliff. There was no wear to run now, and she felt trapped and hopeless, and couldn't run away from this awful buzzing. Her tiny frame sank to the ground, and she lay there in fear, trying in earnest to hide away from the horrors this place had brought.
The buzzing wasn't the only thing she was hearing, those horrid familiar voices began to swim through her ears, lacing her thoughts with ideas and realizations that to most were not true. The things they told her shook her to her core, and sprung tears to her eyes; and, mixed with the insect-like buzzing, made her feel as though her very skull was being shaken rapidly, her head beginning to pound. The voices weren't usually this strong, this loud, but the further she traveled into the fog, the more demanding and harsh they became, and Astra's legs began to shake from the overwhelming emotions they brought.
Though her head pounded with yelling and buzzing, she lifted it once more, pushing onwards and squinting in a futile attempt to make out any details at all among the heavy veil. A tall, white outline shone through it, and her eyes became wide in disbelief. At first her heart sank, knowing that if she was seeing her mother here in the afterlife, it could only mean one thing. Shaking the thought away, she forced herself to sprint, blackened hooves pounding against the sand as she made her way to her mother's side, desperate to press her face against the familiar warmth and feel the safety that only her mother could bring her.
White corrupted to an oil-like black though as she drew close, and her mother's form was mutilated and twisted into a creature she had only seen in her nightmares. It bore its teeth at her and let out a growl that made her blood run cold. Tiny heart pounding, she swerved to other side of it, bolting as fast as she could away from it, but she could hear a horrible pounding behind her that told her the demon was close on her heels.
The deeper she went into the fog, the louder the buzzing got, until eventually she heard no voices, and the foot steps of the demon were drowned out; however, she could feel the buzzing all the way to her bones, her ears and her head aching and pounding, and tears stained her face as she desperately screamed, yet she could not even hear her own cries.
Astra halted in her steps, causing a cloud of debris and sand to sting her teary eyes. She had stopped just in time; her hooves just barely lingering at the edge of a cliff. There was no wear to run now, and she felt trapped and hopeless, and couldn't run away from this awful buzzing. Her tiny frame sank to the ground, and she lay there in fear, trying in earnest to hide away from the horrors this place had brought.