[P] 'tonight we are alive and free'

[Kauri]

burn through my love, i've had quite enough His gaze glided away from the flame to the stones beneath him that his lips lightly kissed. A being drew closer to where he rested; his nostrils flaring as he took in a heavy breath. The weight of his body piled onto one side and in a measly second he has plopped down onto his side. Naiosé nestled himself against the throat of his now sprawled companion, and his little brown eyes stared up at the unicorn that has now appeared within their space. Creamy locks covered most of his face, and the amber chain of his earring lie stuck upon his cheek. A small flick of an ear disturbed the jewelry as he hears the mare lay next to him. He took in any scent—whatever energy he could read into. Everything mixed into a horrid mess to the senses. His ears could hear the static, eyes saw the creeping darkness, and nose smelt a potent poison. What moved deep within him hardly took the outside world with content. The hunger of a soul starved of hope. It devoured the feeling before taking the chance to savor it. However, as it ate and relished, the hole it sought to fill swallowed such delight into a void. This craving seem not to go away but grow into the monster that was anguish. His mind no longer wore its fear for this demon; however, its will rotted as it fell tired of this endless battle. Kauri peeked past his hair and set his eye onto his company. His thoughts trailed behind her words as each syllable stirred smoothly into his mind. "Their hope is frightening," he corrected. The stallion tucked away his face and embraced his fluffy friend. For as long as he traveled within the dark, the small speck of light offered before him shone of absolution. A star he wasn’t sure would continue to gleam or die once his heart surrendered to it. “As its brilliance is enough to blind the angels. It may burn but Mother forbid it become ash once more.” This mere sight, how it would have brought his deities to tears. He himself would break down but lifeless eyes had nothing left to pour out; their ducts were filled with dust as mind has long accepted an earth bleak and worthless. He tried, but he didn’t try hard enough for the people back home, for the deity he vowed his life to. Yet here before him was what every single soul there desired, this hope dancing freely amongst this crowd that cheered on. His heart rued, and his soul wailed. He brought his attention back to the gathering and carefully studied each individual in the crowd. His lips would let go a sigh; the stallion’s head returning to a position where he could see the dame again. The honeyed charm of his voice became gravel as soon as words spilled from his mouth. “Why are you here beside me? Out of all the faces with joyous and warm smiles, you’ve come to rest by a skeleton in the shadows,” he questioned and doubted. "Speaks" | Thinks @Isra

•••