12-16-2020, 04:21 AM
Astra Daggenhardt
She had taken her own ignorance for granted. It was true, she could see it now, ignorance truly was bliss. She'd spent her days chasing butterflies and conversing with flowers that would never answer her, swapping stories with the passing breezes in hopes of a reply, and shedding her tears in rivers that carried the droplets of worry away in their constant journey. The mare had buried the feelings of sadness and anger as much as she could, she soothed her anxiety with melodies that came from the deepest part of her beating heart. Now though, now most of those emotions no longer seemed to exist within her, and she missed them, and now she had to feel fear and sadness in totality. No longer was there a spark of happiness to sugar coat the worry with hope of improvement and better tomorrows. The fairy tales that once filled her with happiness now just played through her mind as empty words, and fear ate away at those happily ever afters.
In the moment, she wondered how the stallion still went through his days standing so tall, despite just admitting to not knowing what it feels like to not be afraid. Astra longed to understand how it could be okay to be this afraid every day, the feeling of fear felt like it was eating away at her from the deepest parts of her core all the way to the flesh that barely protected her from the harsh Winter air. Fear sent a feeling through her heart that forced her to feel like absolutely nothing was okay, and that there was no chance for it to be okay, so how could he lay before her and speak such lies?
"T-that's not true," her voice shook both from the fear and with the chattering of her small jaw. "How could any of this ever be okay? Who spoke such lies to you, and how dare you repeat them to others?" Her pale brow was furrowed in confusion, and her dainty voice held no anger within it, mostly because she was incapable of feeling such a thing for the time being.
Her head nodded in a vague gesture to their surroundings, the fog of her warm breath trailing the movement as it erupted through the cold air.
"It's cold here, there is no safety, there is nothing but the wilderness and yourself, this is a place where fear finds its roots and will bury itself within just about anyone without hesitation. The world is dangerous, the afterlife is terrifying, and the realms that lay beyond are the things of nightmares. How am I supposed to be okay with that? How would anyone be okay with the knowledge that no matter where they are, there is no peace?" Tears still fell from her eyes, forming small rivers along her delicate cheeks, and sadness made her pink lips quiver, pulled into a frown to match the hurt that her eyes showed.
"Please...Just explain to me how this could ever be okay..."
In the moment, she wondered how the stallion still went through his days standing so tall, despite just admitting to not knowing what it feels like to not be afraid. Astra longed to understand how it could be okay to be this afraid every day, the feeling of fear felt like it was eating away at her from the deepest parts of her core all the way to the flesh that barely protected her from the harsh Winter air. Fear sent a feeling through her heart that forced her to feel like absolutely nothing was okay, and that there was no chance for it to be okay, so how could he lay before her and speak such lies?
"T-that's not true," her voice shook both from the fear and with the chattering of her small jaw. "How could any of this ever be okay? Who spoke such lies to you, and how dare you repeat them to others?" Her pale brow was furrowed in confusion, and her dainty voice held no anger within it, mostly because she was incapable of feeling such a thing for the time being.
Her head nodded in a vague gesture to their surroundings, the fog of her warm breath trailing the movement as it erupted through the cold air.
"It's cold here, there is no safety, there is nothing but the wilderness and yourself, this is a place where fear finds its roots and will bury itself within just about anyone without hesitation. The world is dangerous, the afterlife is terrifying, and the realms that lay beyond are the things of nightmares. How am I supposed to be okay with that? How would anyone be okay with the knowledge that no matter where they are, there is no peace?" Tears still fell from her eyes, forming small rivers along her delicate cheeks, and sadness made her pink lips quiver, pulled into a frown to match the hurt that her eyes showed.
"Please...Just explain to me how this could ever be okay..."
One life with one dream on repeat
@[Warden] Sorry for taking 200 years to reply, but here are Sad Words again