04-06-2016, 09:32 PM
In a world with no tolerance,
We do what we shouldn’t have to
A fine night, Adriell observes from underneath a large oak tree. His star-studded eyes peer up and reflect the constellations that dot the velvet black sky. A smile twists across his lips because he is very much a child of the night. Grandfather was day in contrast with his luminescent coat and golden eyes. Such a marvel he was and Adriell would stare at him in awe. Never did he think to have an angel in his bloodlines (his knowledge of lineage skewed to one side). Oftentimes he would scrutinize his own reflection, but he wasn't - isn't - quite as exquisite as the stallion who raised him. The only touch of magic on his coat is the gleaming constellation of stars that ties him to nightfall. They twinkle across his left side, trying to mirror the magnificence above.
A cricket chirps nearby and his head drops in response to the instrumental bug. He doesn't try to find it, but simply listens to the workings of nature.
Nightfall is an entirely different world of its own. It's when a different array of animals poke from their dens. It's when the sun kisses the world goodbye and allows the porcelain moon to ascend its throne. Such a beautiful, but eerie, time it can be. Adriell has witnessed it both from the eyes of a horse and owl. The different vantage points create a further understanding but even then he cannot fathom the deeper intricacies of life and night. There is always to be an air of mystery.
In solitude Adriell opens his eyes and resumes watching the dance of the stars, searching for more, while listening to the music of nightfall.
picture copyright YslenA cricket chirps nearby and his head drops in response to the instrumental bug. He doesn't try to find it, but simply listens to the workings of nature.
Nightfall is an entirely different world of its own. It's when a different array of animals poke from their dens. It's when the sun kisses the world goodbye and allows the porcelain moon to ascend its throne. Such a beautiful, but eerie, time it can be. Adriell has witnessed it both from the eyes of a horse and owl. The different vantage points create a further understanding but even then he cannot fathom the deeper intricacies of life and night. There is always to be an air of mystery.
In solitude Adriell opens his eyes and resumes watching the dance of the stars, searching for more, while listening to the music of nightfall.
ADRIELL
And silently step to their dance
It sucks, but I'm rusty lol