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Post by Elise on Oct 26, 2011 1:24:46 GMT -5
Rosto’s Wrath Shame pulses through my heart From the things I've done to you ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
I was unsure of myself. I wasn’t sure what I was planning on doing, but something in my heart told me this was where I belonged. My hooves danced over the ground, while ears listened to the sounds of the rushing river, taking in everything that I could hear since my sight was failing me anyways. My heart ratta-tat-tatted in my chest, making my ribs throb and my throat tighten with nervous energy. I breathe in and breathe out, feeling the storm that was brewing over head shift with my lungs. On my outward breath, lightening cracked and snapped at the ground before a peel of rolling thunder rumbled overhead. I closed my eyes in an attempt to stop the weather from following my emotions. The sky seemed to become cloudless in a matter of moments and I smiled to myself. Yes, I was starting to master these strange talents that had been given to me. I wasn’t sure if they were a blessing or a curse just yet. It was similar to how I didn’t know if I was real or not real. Maybe that was what I would start asking others when they spoke with me, though I was sure that would put them off.
Anyways, my mind wondered back to this place that smelled of fresh air and freedom. What was I doing here? Why was I here? Something told me this place was home or that it could be. A giddy feeling overwhelmed me and I wanted to race around like a young colt, but I knew what exactly how that would end and so, I remained in my place, looking around me with eyes that saw nothing but the vague outlines of things. They were shadows and blurs that loomed on the horizon or just out of reach. I never knew exactly what they were until I got a good sniff of them. I raised my head high as the wind brought the sweet perfume of the land to my flared nostrils, drinking it in as if it was the coolest, freshest water I had ever encountered. It was like I had been parched and now I was revived. One hoof pawed at the ground and I felt each and every muscle tense in my body, ready to launch into a frolic around this place, but something told me that I was supposed to be still and wait.
That wasn’t going to happen. My body launched into action before my mind could even tell it no. I was thundering around, dodging visible blurs and tripping over those I could not “see”. My beat would faulter, but then I would just pick it up once more, ten times stronger. That Morgan in me had my tail arching in a banner of pale glory behind me while that Warlander had my neck arching and my limbs lashing out at the ground as though I were dancing. Which I might as well have been, after all there was a new found freedom I’d begun to feel and soon, I could push myself no longer and my hooves came to a sudden sliding stop, dirt flying up every which way. Overgrown locks fell acrossed my clouded blue eyes and my lungs worked to pull in each breath that seemed so far away. Still, I felt completely enlivened. This was a whole new side to me, one that I didn’t think was possible, but here it was manifested by this pure abundance that came with finding a place that called my heart. Now all I had to worry about was getting it.
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Post by Heaver on Oct 26, 2011 12:12:37 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -How easy it was to become lost in the beauty of my land. My land, even just thinking about how this area was mine sent a shiver down my back. No others could call mount Olympus there own personal thrown, or even their home. There were allowed in certain areas whenever I deemed that they were worthy enough of if they were even needed. The view allowed me to scour the area which more often then not led me to trouble, too many beautiful equine to leave un touched, it wasn’t fair for them to run around without a child in their womb. I took it upon myself to rid them of that burden, give them a child to bear be proud of. Who all could say that they have held a child of mine in their womb, well actually too many to count but that is beside the point. Yes I suppose I was deemed to have a beautiful Goddess wife, but she lacked the innocence that the mortals had, their faults is what made them so intriguing.
Shutting my eyes for just a moment, it had been too long since my last rest. I needed a break from watching the mortals even if it was just for a minute, inhaling a large amount of oxygen the cool air felt good against my lungs replenishing the oxygen I needed. A disturbance in the ground below raised to my ears causing them to flick forward, with a soft groan I opened my golden eyelids to reveal brightly hued eyes. At once it became very apparent what was causing the disturbance, a silvered dun stallion tripping and running as if he were blind across my lands. A trespasser in my lands? Curiosity got the better of me as I slowly started my way down the steep slope that separated the Gods from the mortals. The ground gave way slightly beneath my large frame, making my steps more of a slide. The journey to the base of the mountain was short and the multiple times I had made this trip it was now becoming boring and mundane. Glancing from side to side, it took me a moment to remember why I was down here and I could not let any mare, or anything distract me. Though it wasn’t hard the light hued stallion had my attention and I planned on figuring out why he was in the lands of my followers.
Picking up a quick trot, along with a quick toss of my dished dial I started the last part of my journey closing in on the stranger. My long limbs made quick of the journey, then again being 19 hands tall it was hard for me to find a journey that would take me very long. Stopping a good horse length from the stallion I began to study him, the way he was colored gave me a small idea that he might be a product of one of my many affairs, I tried to keep up with all my children give them an easy life of some sort, but with his milky eyes I came to the conclusion that if he was mine he slipped through the cracks of my attentive care. Yes, I loved to run around and play with young mares but I was responsible in the raising of most of my children, though I was not directly involved. I gave them the help that they could not see, whispered in their ears if they needed some sort of advice. "Hello.. I am Zeus, please state your reason for being here." My voice was loud and booming by nature, some equine found it very intimidating but whenever you are surrounded by Gods who’s own voices boom it just becomes normal. I never noticed how loud my voice was just how soft Mortal’s voices were, the ones who feared you were even quieter than some which made it very difficult to understand what they were saying. Shaking my dial softly ridding my eyes of the white forelock that was annoying whenever it was determined to be in the way of my eyes. I waited for a reply from the stallion, ears perked forward as I held my dial attentively, but hopefully it wasn’t high enough to become intimidating.
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Post by Elise on Oct 31, 2011 19:15:43 GMT -5
Rosto’s Wrath Shame pulses through my heart From the things I've done to you ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
I waited as any dutiful son would wait to hear the verdict from his father. I was alert and ready for anything. Well, maybe not anything, but still. I would survive this place and survive whatever hardships might come my way. A long sigh passed through my kissers as I turned my pale features to the heavens. What did this life hold for me, but the hardships of seeing only vague shapes and creatures? I would survive. I had done it for eight years already, what was another twenty or more? I almost winced at my own admonition. I wasn’t positive of how long I would live, or if I would truly live at all. You see, living a life without others wasn’t truly living and I wanted to feel that burst of pride and happiness that came with being a part of a herd. I’d never had that feeling before. Sure, I’d lived with my adoptive father, but for how long? Three years maybe. Then I’d spent a year or so with my half-brother and a small herd of a stallion and his mare. You couldn’t call that herd life and I was a stallion, I wanted someone for myself.
Drawing in a breath, I turned. There he was, the big man himself. I felt my lips quirk up into a small smile. I gave and elaborate bow. One leg sliding forward and my forehead came to rest on the ground. “Father. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” I wanted to laugh. I wanted to curse the heavens. I wanted to scream. I wanted to cry. There were so many emotions all wrapped up into one as I rose from my bow. I kept my features blank though as I studies that King of the Gods. Zeus was not structured as I would have thought him to be. He was Arabian-esque which is what puzzled me, till I realized that Gods have no true equine breed. Sure, we mortals or even demigods needed a name, a breed to place upon us. I was a mutt. Some would say I was a Warlander-Morgan cross. Which I was, but I believed myself to be nothing that sounded so pure. It just wasn’t in me to be considered pure in any way, shape or form. I just wasn’t okay with that. My mother had caused that dispassion in pure bloodlines. She only had herself to blame.
“My name is Rosto’s Wrath. I prefer to be called Rosto and I am here to claim this place. I wish to call this place my own.” I spoke in a matter-of-fact tone. I never said anything I didn’t mean. I was a very forward kind of equine and I didn’t put up with any kind of crap. I wasn’t about to put up with it from Zeus. It didn’t matter that he was my father or that he was a God. It didn’t matter to me. I wanted a straight forward answer and since I gave one to him, I expected one back. I stood straight and tall. I wasn’t about to bow my head to him again. I did it out of respect the first time and I wasn’t going to do it again. My tail flicked against my flanks and my hooves shifted from side to side lightly, as if I was bored by this whole waiting thing, which I was. I wasn’t about to sit here and wait all day. Sure, I didn’t have a life to begin with, but I could have one eventually and I was just wasting precious seconds.
Thinking back on it, I was probably being rude by acting so annoyed, but hell, I didn’t want to deal with this anymore than I wanted to be here. That was just how I was at times. I needed to keep a good check on myself if I was going to stay in my father’s good graces. Sadly, I wasn’t sure I would be able to do that. I was much too vocal about things and he just happened to be in the path of those words. Hopefully that was all I had to give today. I was sure if I had more, there would be even more problems.
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