.::Curiosity::. « Thread Started on Jul 27, 2005, 3:36pm »
Sun burst through the clouds, falling 'pon the quiet land. The rays seemed to find its way through forage and wood, falling 'pon 'er silken folded wings. There was an eerie silence as her canvas moved like a spirit, so silent and peaceful. Dried leaves 'pon the ground were rustled as 'er mane and tail drug the ground. 'er canvas halted as she reached a land of which had not sparked 'er memory. A zephyr blew, rustling the feathers 'pon 'er wings and hooves. 'er sky blue orbs scanning the land before 'er, and 'er curiosity sparked within. A snort escaped 'er quivering nares as 'er tendrils carried 'er from the wood onto a small grass covered cliff. Standing by the edge, the beautiful creature overlooked the village and other strange places 'pon the land. To 'er right lay the calm sea, reflecting the clear sky above. 'er front tendrils left the stone earth as she reared, thrashing muscular legs in the air. 'er horn glowed slightly as from 'er crown escaped such a mystic and beautiful sound, a strong wind blew valiantly through the land. Suddenly from the calm ocean came a beautiful waves, from which came a group of dolphins. Satisfied, 'er voice quieted as she whipped 'er tail, slapping the stone beneath 'er. Feeling comfortable with 'er surroundings, she outstretched 'her valiant black wings, creating a shade on the ground far below. After a moment she folded the silky wings to their natural state at 'er side. Taking a deep breath through her nares, she continued staring out over the land below.
(lol, thanks! Yea, I understand...I made a seven word post on one site before...lol. )
A quick breath was drawn through 'er nares as the witch appeared in 'er presance. 'er canvas backed a step, 'er beautiful crown high. Feeling calm once more, she orbed over the witch with curiosity. 'er neck fell into an arch as she outstretched a tendril before 'er, bowing to Faylinn. 'er ebony crown to its normal proud state, she decided to speak 'pon a rare occasion.
I was merely passing through when I came 'pon this fine land. I had hoped I would not be an intrusion.
'er voice, so mystic as to halt the chirping of birds 'round them, yet so lithe and lenient.
Re: .::Curiosity::. « Reply #4 on Aug 1, 2005, 10:46pm »
It will linger..
A mystic laugh escaped 'er throat as she nodded her elegant crown, 'er mane rolling in glistening waves.
It is quiet nice, actually, as is yours.
A flame glistened in 'er orbs as she felt her father's blood suddenly race through 'er, but she had learned to control 'er moments. Instead she merely sighed and stretched 'er great wings, creating a shade over both of them before she folded them delicately at 'er sides.