Post by Sankron Adryn Valkire Eldingar on Jun 23, 2014 22:39:08 GMT -6
you've got a warm heart; you've got a beautiful brain, but it's disintegrating
Sankron's breath tore at his throat, the ragged gasps burning up his lungs. A half moon painted its silver light across the fresh grass, but not even the serene calm of this night could stifle his fear. He had spent the entire trek to the Cascades at a panicked sprint, golden eyes scanning the horizon ceaselessly for the slightest hint of danger. Still, no creature of the night was more of a threat than the monster that lurked within Sankron himself.
Moonlit water lapped at the stallion's hooves as he continued onward, now at a stiff walk. His sides still heaved, but the mist in the air mingled with the sweat on his pelt, sending chills across his body. The distant roar of falling water grew steadily louder, until it drowned out even San's racing thoughts. He was alone here. He was safe here. He felt the presence of his gods thrumming in the air here, and even as he felt dread at knowing that when he left the water's embrace a gash would adorn his leg, he felt a profound sense of protection.
A jagged cliff loomed before him, the angular rock reaching out, clamoring for his blood. Faintly luminescent water tumbled over the cliff's edge, and as soon as it began to splash over his back, Sankron's foreleg lashed out, scraping against a spur of black stone. San held the bleeding wound beneath the shimmering waterfall, wincing as the cut beneath his knee was washed clean. He directed a prayer to Malaya, whom he considered his patron goddess. "Dearest Goddess, as this wound is purified, so purify my own mind. Bless me with the strength to continue, and may I live to see your beautiful sky for years to come." His soft voice was drowned by the plunging water, but as the stallion emerged from the pool, his demeanor was imbued with a renewed sense of confidence.
ooc ;; I'll take a random dice roll for my stat. ^^
