12-09-2018, 10:51 AM
The world around her is bright and colorful in the midst of late spring. Flowers of all colors bloom in an array of brilliant colors around her. This settles her fears some, and so her eyes reach farther to see a form of a winged horse. Her gaze steadies as her eyes blink rapidly to focus. It takes a moment longer than usual for her vision to clear and find the reddish horse has neared slightly. A gentle hello finds her ears as they tilt forwards. A soft breath of air rattles in her nares as she scents the gentle breeze.
The small horse smiles but quickly it fades at the realization of the disease that holds strong in her veins. With what more strength she could muster, she tucks her white limbs under her to press against the ground and seat herself upon her belly versus side. With a large collapse of her lungs, she exhales with a vibrating cough. The roan quickly comments on her condition and she is even quicker to reply, "I guess this is what you get for helping... Or trying to." Her words are spiteful as her gaze lowers in thought. Memories of that day fill her immediate train of thought. The fear in her father's eyes as others struck out at him in anger not provoked by the chestnut. The wickedness in her own son's eyes as he stole life from her, again. The failure she felt as she collapsed upon a bed of pine needle litter. And now the hopelessness of a life worth of trying to do right but something wrong always came of her attempts.
Sienna eyes slowly rise to find the small pegasus examining her, "I'm Kolera... It's kind of you to want to help me... But I may be beyond help." A faint smile does not even find her lips at the offer. She has little optimism at this lowest point in her life. Her voice begins to mumble her resentments, "I wish I had got to know him better... Maybe my life would have turned out differently, you know?" She questions the roany mare, having not given a hint of her reference...
The small horse smiles but quickly it fades at the realization of the disease that holds strong in her veins. With what more strength she could muster, she tucks her white limbs under her to press against the ground and seat herself upon her belly versus side. With a large collapse of her lungs, she exhales with a vibrating cough. The roan quickly comments on her condition and she is even quicker to reply, "I guess this is what you get for helping... Or trying to." Her words are spiteful as her gaze lowers in thought. Memories of that day fill her immediate train of thought. The fear in her father's eyes as others struck out at him in anger not provoked by the chestnut. The wickedness in her own son's eyes as he stole life from her, again. The failure she felt as she collapsed upon a bed of pine needle litter. And now the hopelessness of a life worth of trying to do right but something wrong always came of her attempts.
Sienna eyes slowly rise to find the small pegasus examining her, "I'm Kolera... It's kind of you to want to help me... But I may be beyond help." A faint smile does not even find her lips at the offer. She has little optimism at this lowest point in her life. Her voice begins to mumble her resentments, "I wish I had got to know him better... Maybe my life would have turned out differently, you know?" She questions the roany mare, having not given a hint of her reference...
Kolera
Earth to Earth, Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust.
@[Noah] Don't mind this depressed sap lol <3