My time in the lands of Novus so far had been fairly uneventful. I had yet to meet the teacher I had come in search of, even though I believed I had found the home I had been in search of. I still couldn't be sure that I had found the place I was meant to belong in. Until then, my limbs would continue to carry me through these strange lands until I found the answer to all of my questions.
Today I found myself trudging across this land bridge. The salty brine that caressed the edges of the rocky soil sprayed up and stained my midnight coat the color of the darkest ink as it lapped and wore away at the stones holding my frame up from the depths of it's embrace. Nervous energy danced across my synapses, something about this bridge seemed wrong, as if some magical being had placed it here rather than mother nature herself. But yet, I found myself ignoring my common sense and moving forward, allowing the need for adventure and excitement to overpower the portion of my brain telling me to turn around and run as fast as I could back to solid ground.
The salty, maybe even slightly fishy, scent of the ocean tickled at my nose, a gentle threat of the watery death that rested only a few mere feet on either side of me. The ability to swim meant very little when the watery depths decided that they wanted to get to know you better, for this exact reason I found myself avoiding water much deeper than a lake unless I had to. Apparently, today, I had to. A sigh of relief escaped from between ink stained lips as my hooves hit down onto the solid ground of an island that the bridge had connected to. As my feet hit the ground the sky above me swirled with dark, dangerous clouds, the sound of thunder rumbled off in the distance. "Fuck." I muttered under my breath as flame colored eyes searched for shelter during this bought of bad weather.
There seemed to be little to protect me from the dangers of a storm while on the ocean, until my eyes fell upon the mouth of a cave. Dark ears flicked forward then slammed back into beach-y waves as a crash of thunder rolled over my head. I moved forward quickly into the cave, only to be met by darkness. My throat tightened momentarily before I forced myself to continue walking, eventually the darkness opened into a surreal lighting from lit torches along the walls leading me into a room.
Every fiber of my being ushered me back to the safety of the mainland, to run from this empty room. A misshapen throne set before me. The stones were placed haphazardly and sea grasses sprouted between the cracks, their shadows dancing in the light of the flickering torches, but noone sat upon the throne and as far I could see...I was alone...
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Today I found myself trudging across this land bridge. The salty brine that caressed the edges of the rocky soil sprayed up and stained my midnight coat the color of the darkest ink as it lapped and wore away at the stones holding my frame up from the depths of it's embrace. Nervous energy danced across my synapses, something about this bridge seemed wrong, as if some magical being had placed it here rather than mother nature herself. But yet, I found myself ignoring my common sense and moving forward, allowing the need for adventure and excitement to overpower the portion of my brain telling me to turn around and run as fast as I could back to solid ground.
The salty, maybe even slightly fishy, scent of the ocean tickled at my nose, a gentle threat of the watery death that rested only a few mere feet on either side of me. The ability to swim meant very little when the watery depths decided that they wanted to get to know you better, for this exact reason I found myself avoiding water much deeper than a lake unless I had to. Apparently, today, I had to. A sigh of relief escaped from between ink stained lips as my hooves hit down onto the solid ground of an island that the bridge had connected to. As my feet hit the ground the sky above me swirled with dark, dangerous clouds, the sound of thunder rumbled off in the distance. "Fuck." I muttered under my breath as flame colored eyes searched for shelter during this bought of bad weather.
There seemed to be little to protect me from the dangers of a storm while on the ocean, until my eyes fell upon the mouth of a cave. Dark ears flicked forward then slammed back into beach-y waves as a crash of thunder rolled over my head. I moved forward quickly into the cave, only to be met by darkness. My throat tightened momentarily before I forced myself to continue walking, eventually the darkness opened into a surreal lighting from lit torches along the walls leading me into a room.
Every fiber of my being ushered me back to the safety of the mainland, to run from this empty room. A misshapen throne set before me. The stones were placed haphazardly and sea grasses sprouted between the cracks, their shadows dancing in the light of the flickering torches, but noone sat upon the throne and as far I could see...I was alone...
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let my heart bleed out
till there's nothing left
till there's nothing left
