galileo
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sober thoughts in drowning minds
An old soul in a young body, that was the dream, he was sure of it. Her acceptance was gladly taken and welcomed with open arms, for he had tried to achieve it from so many people for so long, and never succeeded. Though she may see the world as hopeful and changeable, he believes that the weight of the Earth was too hard to shift, too heavy a burden for one. Why even try, when you could go with the flow of life? It was a negative mindset, and one he wasn't proud of -- he would much rather feel as she did -- but, alas, that was the thoughts of a warrior who had been in the bloodiest battles and had watched his friends die around him.
She does, however, agree with him on one thing. The best of men were the ones who had the most difficult pasts. Perhaps, because of the obstacles they had encountered, they had become better equines through their trials and tribulations? He was unsure if he fell into this category, or if he was simply numb.
"You will find a court that suits you, and a home along with. And plenty of friends. I can feel it in my bones." Pausing, he nods knowingly, understanding what she means. "But you're right, there's no rush. The world will still be here tomorrow."
"How long can you stay?" He says, suddenly. Moving to the edge of the water once again, he dipped his hoof in carefully. "We should take a dip... I used to swim in the oasis at my old home in Elysium. " Though not one for spontaneity, something about Willoughby made him want to live in the now instead of reminiscing of his past.
She does, however, agree with him on one thing. The best of men were the ones who had the most difficult pasts. Perhaps, because of the obstacles they had encountered, they had become better equines through their trials and tribulations? He was unsure if he fell into this category, or if he was simply numb.
"You will find a court that suits you, and a home along with. And plenty of friends. I can feel it in my bones." Pausing, he nods knowingly, understanding what she means. "But you're right, there's no rush. The world will still be here tomorrow."
"How long can you stay?" He says, suddenly. Moving to the edge of the water once again, he dipped his hoof in carefully. "We should take a dip... I used to swim in the oasis at my old home in Elysium. " Though not one for spontaneity, something about Willoughby made him want to live in the now instead of reminiscing of his past.
@Galileo speaks
EASE MY TROUBLES, THAT'S WHAT YOU DO