04-12-2016, 04:28 PM

i'm waiting for this sky to fall, i’m waiting for a sign.
i know you're out there; somewhere out there.
i know you're out there; somewhere out there.

She’s kept to herself since running into those creatures in the meadow. She’s stuck to the rivers and streams, slinking about in the shallows and feeding off the many fish she finds there. She doesn’t want to shock anyone else, but she doesn’t want to leave. She doesn’t want to get swept out to sea again, she likes this place.
But she’s still curious, curious about that strange stallion with his faceted eyes and his long tongue. He’s different, like her. Not like the so many ordinary horses that populate this land.
And so she finds herself following the traces of his scent, tracking him through the waterways until she comes across a sprawling green land, full of trees and little hills and many more of the ordinary horse creatures. In the centre sprouts a massive tree, unlike anything she’s ever seen, watered by the clearest spring she’s ever swum in. It’s lovely, certainly more lovely than anything she’s ever experienced, even in her previous home.
She’s sure that she could grow to love it here … so long as the other inhabitants don’t discover her. She has no doubt they wouldn’t look to kindly on her feeding habits, though she always does her best not to kill the creatures she feeds upon (but try as she might, sometimes she does take too much). Unfortunately, they’ll probably find her at some point, but for now she’s content to enjoy the place, spending her days sunning on the banks of the little stream and splashing about in the water.
Karris
all we are is all so far.
Ugh this post I don't know.
