02-04-2016, 07:21 AM
it's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
She thinks, for a second, it is one of his tricks, when she sees her. She thinks that this whole thing has been one of his tricks, teaching her a lesson for wanting to leave him. In such a short time he has so wholly enveloped her life, that she fears she will never be able to rid herself of him; he named her, and that’s an honour which should be carried out only by a parent.
Maybe that is what he wants from her. To be her parent (but what parent would treat their child like he has treated her) and for her to depend on him, and only him.
He would not have been far off if she hadn’t seen the pink and green coat flashing through the trees. Trick or not, the green-and-red girl can see her mother again.
She tries to turn, but the ground is holding her down, keeping her exhausted body for itself. She can call out though, and a voice returns to her, moves towards her; the filly struggles to her hooves only to fall again a second later. She is too young, too tired, too afraid to fight back, so she lays there, calling for the mother that she will finally have once more.
She fears that he is here, too - she heard a noise, under the cries of her mother, that scraping, dragging sound; perhaps she is merely imagining it. It has been a stressful start to her life, it would not be unusual for her to be hearing things that aren’t there, seeing things that cannot be there.
The mare falls beside her, and all other thoughts are pushed from the filly’s mind.
She knows that she has done wrong, that her mother is angry with her, but she is too relieved to fear what will happen to her - this is her mother, and her mother will never creep under her skin, never make the green-and-red girl tremble and cower. No, she will be safe now, she must be, because her mother will protect her from all the bad things in this world.
“I’m sorry, mamma,” she whispers through sobs, once more struggling to her feet and this time succeeding, pushing herself closer to the pink and green mare, burrowing her face in her mother’s coat. She will never leave again, because leaving leads to terrors and nightmares and monsters.
She thought she was brave and bold and stubborn, but it turns out that she is just another scared little girl who wants to stay by her mother’s side for as long as she can.
She would be disappointed in herself if she wasn’t so relieved.
Maybe that is what he wants from her. To be her parent (but what parent would treat their child like he has treated her) and for her to depend on him, and only him.
He would not have been far off if she hadn’t seen the pink and green coat flashing through the trees. Trick or not, the green-and-red girl can see her mother again.
She tries to turn, but the ground is holding her down, keeping her exhausted body for itself. She can call out though, and a voice returns to her, moves towards her; the filly struggles to her hooves only to fall again a second later. She is too young, too tired, too afraid to fight back, so she lays there, calling for the mother that she will finally have once more.
She fears that he is here, too - she heard a noise, under the cries of her mother, that scraping, dragging sound; perhaps she is merely imagining it. It has been a stressful start to her life, it would not be unusual for her to be hearing things that aren’t there, seeing things that cannot be there.
The mare falls beside her, and all other thoughts are pushed from the filly’s mind.
She knows that she has done wrong, that her mother is angry with her, but she is too relieved to fear what will happen to her - this is her mother, and her mother will never creep under her skin, never make the green-and-red girl tremble and cower. No, she will be safe now, she must be, because her mother will protect her from all the bad things in this world.
“I’m sorry, mamma,” she whispers through sobs, once more struggling to her feet and this time succeeding, pushing herself closer to the pink and green mare, burrowing her face in her mother’s coat. She will never leave again, because leaving leads to terrors and nightmares and monsters.
She thought she was brave and bold and stubborn, but it turns out that she is just another scared little girl who wants to stay by her mother’s side for as long as she can.
She would be disappointed in herself if she wasn’t so relieved.
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