" you say I'm crazy, but I think I'm freaking amazing. "
Maybe I was more like my father than I knew. It seemed I was starting to be compared to him in small ways, even if so small those things were nearly insignificant to most. I had never met my father though. I had lived for twenty five years and not once made a step towards trying to do so. Why? I'm not entirely sure. You could say I got swept up by my constant travels. Or you could say my mother had been enough of a parent. Who knows really. I guess you could say the important thing was that I did not dislike my father in any way. For even though he head not been around when I was a child, he had done nothing to harm my mother or myself. And sometimes... Sometimes that was the best you could hope for in the situation of an absent father.
The stars were what danced in my dreams. Swirling and turning like pretty little ballets. Somehow I knew that the star children coming like small waves had something to do with my father. And he had met others who had known just like him, without being told, that the amount of children my father had was beyond the average norms. There was nowhere you could go in Beqanna without occasionally meeting someone who could say that the God-like stallion was their father, and a sibling of one another. To know you came from such a large family was almost comforting. If you ever felt alone you somehow knew you could just go out for a day and you may find someone you didn't know even existed but could call family. Which was something. And I guess that's why I dreamed of the stars. Dreamed of my father.
I even dreamed of my own existence in a world filled with stars. Maybe one day I'd have the encouragement to go and try to find as many as I could. Until that day though, I would continue to live my life the way I wanted and follow through with the responsibilities I had taken on. I would also continue to take my times to relax, like now. My dozing was simply the most peace I had had in the last few days. The constant conversation between others and taking the throne had been a tiring scene, even though it was a decent victory of a first step to helping the Valley gain the fire it once had. I was excited. Ready to see what the fire kingdom could do but before I could do anything I needed a breather. A break. A distraction. I needed my mind to be clear in order to see the right steps I needed to take in order for my efforts to be a success.
You could say that's why I was here. Standing at the river side and dozing despite the cold weather. Back home it was even colder. Being surrounded by mountains brought inches of thick snowfall and windy conditions through the red and orange canopies of the forest. I had done my best to get as far away as possible from the layers of snow that coated the mountains and surrounded the forests. And I refused to allow myself to move until I heard her voice break the silence of the still but chill filled air. Quickly I opened one eye to look at her before blinking and turning my head to look at her.
Like she noticed my own, I noticed her own cat like spots first and quirked a brow in silent curiosity. The last person I had seen with such markings had been my own mother. She too had been decorated with the neon glow and I had always wondered if there was anyone else like me out there besides her. I guess my question on that had been answered, though it took twenty five years. "Well, I spent twenty years just wandering around in the darkest corners of Beqanna only to emerge from my period of hibernation about a year ago..." Smiling slightly in amusement I chuckle dryly before continuing, "You could say that might be why." He watches as the smile that danced across her lips tugs at the corners before offering her his name out of polite conversation. He was never one to consider himself a stranger to anyone.
"I'm Demian, and you are?" Like her he didn't know who she was. He didn't know she had once ruled the Amazons. All he knew that she was a mare who looked in similar ways to him and had a boldness that was enough to pull him out of his light nap.
The stars were what danced in my dreams. Swirling and turning like pretty little ballets. Somehow I knew that the star children coming like small waves had something to do with my father. And he had met others who had known just like him, without being told, that the amount of children my father had was beyond the average norms. There was nowhere you could go in Beqanna without occasionally meeting someone who could say that the God-like stallion was their father, and a sibling of one another. To know you came from such a large family was almost comforting. If you ever felt alone you somehow knew you could just go out for a day and you may find someone you didn't know even existed but could call family. Which was something. And I guess that's why I dreamed of the stars. Dreamed of my father.
I even dreamed of my own existence in a world filled with stars. Maybe one day I'd have the encouragement to go and try to find as many as I could. Until that day though, I would continue to live my life the way I wanted and follow through with the responsibilities I had taken on. I would also continue to take my times to relax, like now. My dozing was simply the most peace I had had in the last few days. The constant conversation between others and taking the throne had been a tiring scene, even though it was a decent victory of a first step to helping the Valley gain the fire it once had. I was excited. Ready to see what the fire kingdom could do but before I could do anything I needed a breather. A break. A distraction. I needed my mind to be clear in order to see the right steps I needed to take in order for my efforts to be a success.
You could say that's why I was here. Standing at the river side and dozing despite the cold weather. Back home it was even colder. Being surrounded by mountains brought inches of thick snowfall and windy conditions through the red and orange canopies of the forest. I had done my best to get as far away as possible from the layers of snow that coated the mountains and surrounded the forests. And I refused to allow myself to move until I heard her voice break the silence of the still but chill filled air. Quickly I opened one eye to look at her before blinking and turning my head to look at her.
Like she noticed my own, I noticed her own cat like spots first and quirked a brow in silent curiosity. The last person I had seen with such markings had been my own mother. She too had been decorated with the neon glow and I had always wondered if there was anyone else like me out there besides her. I guess my question on that had been answered, though it took twenty five years. "Well, I spent twenty years just wandering around in the darkest corners of Beqanna only to emerge from my period of hibernation about a year ago..." Smiling slightly in amusement I chuckle dryly before continuing, "You could say that might be why." He watches as the smile that danced across her lips tugs at the corners before offering her his name out of polite conversation. He was never one to consider himself a stranger to anyone.
"I'm Demian, and you are?" Like her he didn't know who she was. He didn't know she had once ruled the Amazons. All he knew that she was a mare who looked in similar ways to him and had a boldness that was enough to pull him out of his light nap.
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carnage x adalind
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