Post by Deleted on Jul 13, 2014 13:57:45 GMT -6
let the water rise.
let the ground crack.
let me fall inside,
lying on my back.
let the ground crack.
let me fall inside,
lying on my back.
This is a Risk Lure. We intend to continue the thread after the Lure's completion.
The glaring light of two suns seared Vitri's back while the flecks of water dispatched from the Torrent stung his eyes. Not even this brutal heat could drive him to welcome the water's constricting grasp, least of all in this fierce current that threw itself against jagged rocks with reckless abandon. With an irritated snort, the young stallion stomped each of his legs in turn against the hard ground. The insects were relentless, denying him even a few moments of relaxation. His tail might have been of more use had there been more hair there with which to beat the torturous pests. For months now, the navy strands had been falling out of both his mane and tail, leaving them patchy and unattractive. Worst of all was the itching. He often passed time wondering what might be causing such symptoms, and his thoughts strayed most often to an obscure and terminal disease as the culprit.
Whatever the reason behind the phenomenon was, it was the source of perpetual irritation. Head full of unpleasant thoughts and body plagued by unpleasant sensations, Vitri paced along the shore, his eyes fixed warily on the dangerous river. Upon reaching a suitably dusty patch, he dropped to the ground with a deep sigh. Rolling around in the dirt like this may be unbecoming, but a colt of his age was entitled to indulge his more juvenile side now and then. The dust clung to his sweat-drenched pelt as he rolled and rubbed his crest against the ground to alleviate the itching.
Vitri was struck by a lack of motivation to stand again, and in spite of his equine instincts, sprawled out on his side, head resting gently on the ground. Perhaps, if he didn't move, he would simply melt into the earth. He would go unnoticed, trod upon by ignorant fools who didn't bother to open their eyes wide enough to see more than a few inches in front of their own muzzles. Then again, was that really so different from his current life. There are certainly worse fates. I could be one of those ignorant fools. A faint smile tugged at his mouth, and the sigh he now emitted almost sounded content.
for ;; Hᴀʀᴘʏs Qᴜɪʟʟ ❥'s Jormungandr
ooc ;; He's losing his hair since he'll be growing a fin and new tail once I buy the items ^^
lyrics ;; "Shallows" by Daughter