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Post by FreeRose on May 27, 2007 14:13:28 GMT -5
|Sorrowed Symphony| Unforgiven wind flashed between a damsel and the barren lands. Russet and alabaster played along a hide of masculine dagger. It was the time of year when some loners would walk here. Drunken spirits of tempting manners swished within the pelt, blades crushed the verdure underneath while struggling. Caverns inhaled the strench of loneliness until that one thing called hope entered deep globes. A cherry blossom hung low giving shelter for the evening wind. Delicates turned into a light trott letting tendrils swish to left and right. She stopped dead in her tracks under the shelter of hanging cherry blossom. Delicates moved underneath and she lay down with a heavy bump. Soft snorting released from caverns. The flashing memories of an unknown past as well as path entered mind, yet got washed away when the goddess cried. The yonder of an unforgive goddess released its tears into the opening, thorns flickered listening to the dripping of aqua. Life was yet to be more unfair for the young damsel, and still she wanted to live fully. |
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Post by *Silentstar* on May 27, 2007 14:30:21 GMT -5
Daggers hardly touch the ground as the mare made her way through the thick trees. Her actions were simple, find some place to drink. Her travels and hard runs had brought her hear. Out of reach of the past, she kindly left behind. No longer will the screams inside her hear hunt her. Sighing deeply, the voice held no sound in her tone. That was the thing, the mare could not speak at all. Something in her past, lead her to never speak again and so she remains silent. As hard as she tries, she has remained silent, never to speak back tot hose that call to her. This brought her to be more alone in the world, as most were to blind to understand that she way mute. Thus they world get frustrated with her. However many took advantage of this. Since she way mute, she could not cry for help, or scream in pain. Those that took her voice, used her as an slave. That was put behind her, an lost cause and now she need to move on. Some hope filler her heart to find truth in the world of darkness. All she knew was her childhood, her killed parents and the few she met along the way. However, one seem to care. That was the thing, no one cared. No one bother to stay with her, teach her how to speak without an voice. She found her own ways, but they are odd. Tossing her mane back and holding back what tears she had shade before, the mare reach the small lake and lowered her head to drink. To her, she did not care anymore. She had survived all this time and there was no reason for her not to live now. Whatever was to come her way, she was going to take it on. She was alone and that was how she lived it. She was at this place, because it was silent, much like herself. |
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Post by FreeRose on May 27, 2007 14:46:47 GMT -5
|Sorrowed Symphony|
Caerns inhaled the scent of another one. Thorns flickered as the unsteady damsel opened darkened globes. Should I call? russet and alabster danced upon the coat of purity. Blades heaved forward and the damsel rolled over before rising slowly. Cerebrum moved towards the other maiden. To approach someone who seemed to be alone wouldn't be good, yet the silly damsel let her curiousity win. Delicates sped into elegant walk, cerebrum moved along with movements, yet halted a few meteres away. Fore-blade stomped the plain just to get attention until a warm smile painted upon labrums. Nothing was to be spoken, the damsel waited upon the other to notice her first. Life of loneliness had filled this heart enough, it was time to get social after a long time. The sorrowed symphony was yet to speak with honour and softness, as patience would set it's test upon everyone else.
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Post by *Silentstar* on May 27, 2007 15:16:20 GMT -5
She enjoyed each last bit as she could. Acting as if it was the first time, cool waters have touch her throat. Her tail twitch behind her, swatting away unwanted flies and blood suckers. She would usually roll herself in the dirt to get rid of them, but this was not place. She recall being laughed at for such actions by her parents. She gave an sigh, thinking that way back. Ears twitch as she felt the ground below her make movement. She could easily tell that another was near and this made her tense. She turned only to see a mare in view, and it seem she was shy. She could tell this was going to be hard. Her body tense more, for she knew where this was going to lead her. As most tried talking with her, only to grow tired with her not speaking and turn away. Most would grow angry and attack her. She had seen it all and did not see this going anywhere good. She dug her front dagger into the ground, letting it run back and forth. She lowered her head, like giving a bow and raised it again. Her ears were bent back, her mind was racing o think of a way to speak. She did not know if this mare meant harm. She wanted to talk, but she could not and with all that she had been though, she needed an friend.
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Post by FreeRose on May 27, 2007 15:32:02 GMT -5
|Sorrowed Symphony|
Painted cerebrum bobbed by the others actions. This one was not like the others, she was special Symphony got that already. Comforting smile crept upon labrums as blades moved stepping some more closer. Vibrations sensed the others tension, yet she remained calm showing no harm or treath. Labrums swished into movements, tunes of comorting music released as globes never moved away from the other painted one. Don't be afraid, I will not hurt you. Show me what is wrong instead of getting tense, maybe I can help you? Halt made soon still standing a meter away, yet the damsel kept maw away from the others. She always greeted this way, yet the other was tense meaning don't do it. Caverns inhaled the scent of the other, and the damsel waited upon the answer the other would give her, she hoped. |
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Post by *Silentstar* on May 27, 2007 16:04:47 GMT -5
Star could not help her fear. She nodded her head and took an deep breath. It was the best she could do, to clam herself. As the mare spoke again, it was in a different tone than what she was use to hearing, more close to what she lost in her childhood. She would give anything to return a kind voice, but she did not know how to get the mare to understood. Nothing she could do, would get her to understand. This was going to be hard. Tossing her mane back, Star started to move her dagger around in the dirt and slowly carved out her name 'Silent Star', at least the mare could call her by something, maybe then she would understand what was run, but there was more to Star then just this. Her story never to be told, till she one day found her real voice. |
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Post by FreeRose on May 28, 2007 8:17:09 GMT -5
|Sorrowed Symphony|
Thorns flickered listening, yet nothing was yet to be heard. Globes of darkened chocolate gathered its attention on the soft dirt, the name was so clear. Cerebrum moved, tresses played around elegant while delicates moved standing calmer. I see, you can not speak Silent Star? Has anyone taught you another way to speak? Just nodd or shake your hear and I'll understand. Great warmth had entered her melting voice, even the silly damsel could act serious and warm. Many had hit her because of the special attitude her life hid, but the young damsel would never care. Many wanted her language gone, yet proud manners and a strong attitude made her more frightened and alone then not speaking and dead.
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Post by *Silentstar* on May 28, 2007 13:16:24 GMT -5
Star was thankful that this mare seem to be patient with her. She gave an sigh and shook her head ‘no’. She was not taught a thing about talking to others. She had to figure it all out on her own. She simple, knew to nod her head and write out some things. Also, using some body language. She mostly hope to find her voice one day. Looking around, her eyes left the mare for a moment. Looking to see if any other followed her, but it seem they were alone and that was good. Feeling the wind pick up, she enjoyed the feel of it in her mane. She loved the wind and water, those were her elements. Her tail flickered again, swapping away at flies. She looked back to the mare. |
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Post by FreeRose on May 28, 2007 13:33:23 GMT -5
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Globes of deep chocolate noticed the movements. This will be hard. Mind reminded the damsel on. Delicates moved closer to the other one calmly. Try to murmur or make a sound, you don't need ot speak just whin or something. If you can do that it will get easier for you to comunicate. [/i] Soft smile was painted upon labrums and gaze snapped a few second on the horisone. Cerebrum lowered letting labrums touch cold aqua. OOC:Writersblock is coming.[/blockquote][/size][/center][/color] |
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Post by *Silentstar* on May 28, 2007 13:46:11 GMT -5
Ears bent back again and a sigh was given. She tried this before. To at least give a whinny or neigh but nothing ever came out. All she did was choke. Trying again did not hurt. Reaching out, her lips curled and once again she tried to make a noise, but still nothing came out. Soon enough, she lowered her head and chocked an bit. She looked to the mare before her and shook her head ‘no’ None of it was away good.
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Post by FreeRose on May 28, 2007 13:55:16 GMT -5
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Thorns flickered while globes noticed the shake and choke. Cerebrum lifted letting soaked maw touch Stars chin softly. Comforting smile played upon lips while banner flickered letting pests fly from her pelt. You shouldn't worry Silent Star, I'm sure your voice will come back if you practise. But for now you should try with more body language. How much have you practised that my friend? [/i] Painted damsel was used to this, she had helped many, but never got help herself. Cerebrum shook making tassels fly up into mid air, russet and alabaster made a dance of comfort and weight pondered. Patience was set on it's test, but the damsel didn't care, if this ment to help a maiden and maybe get a friend, nothing more mattered.[/blockquote][/center][/size][/color] |
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Post by *Silentstar* on May 30, 2007 20:07:50 GMT -5
Ears twitch again, listening to the mare speak. It was all the same to her. She never bother to try again. It just hurt to much, for north her heart and soul. She gave a sigh and knew much about body language, she was proud of herself for learning most of that on her own. She was not sure how much she could explain that to her. Star tossed her mane back and moved close to the mare in front of her. She nudged her playfully and the smiled gently. It was a small thanks for the mares friendship and patience.
(Sorry, my muse had been very low.)
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Post by FreeRose on Jun 12, 2007 10:34:01 GMT -5
|Sorrowed Symphony|
Soft smile entered the lips she held deeply. Stones moved closer letting lips brush down the others arche. The sign of friendship had entered everyones heart, but she had missed someone to talk to like this. Eyes of darkness gazed at Silent Star softly. They both knew this would be hard for Star, but Symphony would help her all the way forward. Just remember by dear friend. I am always by your side even if I'm not visible. Our hearts are connected, just don't get in to much trouble. Sorrowed grinned lightly giving the teaseful look she always gave to her friends. Not many got to see this side of her, only the ones she knew she culd trust fully It didn't matter if someone was blind or couldn't speak, a living equin was a friend if they tried in her eyes. She just needed some understanding, and this was the thing she knew Star could give her. |
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Post by wowposter on Oct 30, 2008 5:17:45 GMT -5
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