06-25-2015, 01:54 PM
I Come Alive
Beg forgiveness,
With some words that mean nothing,
Illusions like smoke in my breath.
With some words that mean nothing,
Illusions like smoke in my breath.
It takes her awhile to find the secluded herdland. Much longer than she had intended.
Soon after their parting in the meadow, Branka had started to feel sickness and pain. Having never given birth before she didn't immediately recognize what was happening as she started having contractions. She found herself some shelter and gave birth to their son but had to spend some time getting her strength back. By the time they had made their way towards the Silver Cove, Fraktyr disappeared.
When the smokey boy came reappeared he was changed. Branka was not the most compassionate of parents but she provided the boy with nutrients and safety, how dare he leave and just waltz back like nothing had changed. She was filled with anger at the audacity of the colt, didn't he know to respect his elders? Well at any rate she would teach him. Branka lashed out at the boy, cuffing him on the shoulder with a forehoof. He flinched away out of reflex but didn't seem in pain and when her hoof made contact the mare shied away, ears flattened and teeth bared. This was not her son, or something had changed him. His body was the same dark color but completely smooth and slightly pliable. With a growl she stomped off and heard her boy following.
Branka and Fraktyr traveled in relative silence together until finally they broke through the sparse foliage onto a beach. The mare could see Khaos glittering in the paltry sunlight and made her way towards him.
"Hello Khaos" she said, her voice strong and proud. A glimmer of her former self peaking through. "I've brought you your son."
Soon after their parting in the meadow, Branka had started to feel sickness and pain. Having never given birth before she didn't immediately recognize what was happening as she started having contractions. She found herself some shelter and gave birth to their son but had to spend some time getting her strength back. By the time they had made their way towards the Silver Cove, Fraktyr disappeared.
When the smokey boy came reappeared he was changed. Branka was not the most compassionate of parents but she provided the boy with nutrients and safety, how dare he leave and just waltz back like nothing had changed. She was filled with anger at the audacity of the colt, didn't he know to respect his elders? Well at any rate she would teach him. Branka lashed out at the boy, cuffing him on the shoulder with a forehoof. He flinched away out of reflex but didn't seem in pain and when her hoof made contact the mare shied away, ears flattened and teeth bared. This was not her son, or something had changed him. His body was the same dark color but completely smooth and slightly pliable. With a growl she stomped off and heard her boy following.
Branka and Fraktyr traveled in relative silence together until finally they broke through the sparse foliage onto a beach. The mare could see Khaos glittering in the paltry sunlight and made her way towards him.
"Hello Khaos" she said, her voice strong and proud. A glimmer of her former self peaking through. "I've brought you your son."
I come alive when I'm falling down
Branka | Warlander | Dapple Buckskin | Mare
(ooc: ugh garbage sorry >< )