Amongst the blackness snapping and snarling about her a golden hued equine slipped into view. Seemingly knowing the dark one and distracting him for the moment. She could now view him properly. His bones protruding as if his hide basically blanketed his skeleton. Even more intriguing was the boney plates growing from his frame... The oozing wounds and matted dried blood coating his ebony hide. What evil had he committed for the fairies to be so harsh?
She side stepped to better her view. Watching the golden ones actions in curiosity as well. His gaze soon fell upon her, questioning her name. Unsure of whether to reveal that information. The dark one glared upon him and positioned himself between them so her decision to speak was mute. Her curiosity returned to the boney plates he had been bestowed with. Much the opposite of her soft silk gown she was given. Deep blue pools softened as her heart was saddened by the sight of the beast before her. How could he have deserved such torture? Such anguish...Her velvet maw wanted to sooth the wounds. She did not fear the beast, she feared for him...
Tale as Old as Time, Song as Old as Rhyme, Beauty and the Beast
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Not all that Glitters is Gold