07-23-2016, 10:36 AM
There was nothing for him, there is nothing for him. The drafty, strong stallion had arrived in Beqanna by pure chance. Endless days of wandering, no, running from a clouded past had sent him here. Fate? Probably not. Luck? Doubtful as well. But perhaps in the end something would finally work out well for him. His steps were heavy, icy blue eyes gazing ahead without really seeing what was in front of him. It's amazing how the heart and soul go numb, how warm and pleasant feelings can be replaced by coolness and indifference. There was a time when Xylo was in fact a pleasant man. He was inviting, loving, and not to brag but rather charming and a hit with the ladies. Now, he was quieter. The stallion still enjoyed an occasional stimulating conversation, or a new face to add to his memories, but the connections now could only be surface deep. He could not risk the pain of immense lost again.
Pussy, a word he had heard far too often in his life. Solely for allowing his heart to control his actions more than his head. God forbid he had a decent upbringing and his mother and father both wanted him to be the best Xylo he could be. There was such cruelty and so many mean-spirited people in this world, he could not understand why anyone would not appreciate and welcome some light heartedness. None the less, people did not always feel the same way and although he was well built and equipped to handle a good fight, the dappled gray stallion often chose to take the blows and let others march away with their fake sense of pride and a victory. It had been too long since he had something worth fighting for.
Sad backstory aside, everyone has one, there was still a glimmer of hope in his otherwise void heart that perhaps this place would be different, would be special. He cursed himself internally for even obtaining the thought, but he could not help it. He missed feeling hope. Hell, he just missed feeling...period.
That's when he saw him. A lime creature, hairless atop his neck wandering aimlessly as well. His head was down, headed towards another equine Xylo wouldn't have seen if this..intriguing one weren't about to walk directly into her. Neither looked as if they wanted any disturbances, appearing as lost in their own minds as he had been just a moment ago. Still, a run-in could be awkward or good, it was always so hard to tell. With an non-committal sigh, he quickened his step just a hair, hoping to get within earshot of the duo.
"Uh, sir," He offered hesitantly. And that was that, he had tried.
Pussy, a word he had heard far too often in his life. Solely for allowing his heart to control his actions more than his head. God forbid he had a decent upbringing and his mother and father both wanted him to be the best Xylo he could be. There was such cruelty and so many mean-spirited people in this world, he could not understand why anyone would not appreciate and welcome some light heartedness. None the less, people did not always feel the same way and although he was well built and equipped to handle a good fight, the dappled gray stallion often chose to take the blows and let others march away with their fake sense of pride and a victory. It had been too long since he had something worth fighting for.
Sad backstory aside, everyone has one, there was still a glimmer of hope in his otherwise void heart that perhaps this place would be different, would be special. He cursed himself internally for even obtaining the thought, but he could not help it. He missed feeling hope. Hell, he just missed feeling...period.
That's when he saw him. A lime creature, hairless atop his neck wandering aimlessly as well. His head was down, headed towards another equine Xylo wouldn't have seen if this..intriguing one weren't about to walk directly into her. Neither looked as if they wanted any disturbances, appearing as lost in their own minds as he had been just a moment ago. Still, a run-in could be awkward or good, it was always so hard to tell. With an non-committal sigh, he quickened his step just a hair, hoping to get within earshot of the duo.
"Uh, sir," He offered hesitantly. And that was that, he had tried.
x y l o
death and all his friends