Broken Hearts&Shattered Dreams~Open, 300+~

[Mazzira]

Kyro

how about we just forget

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How the hell could it be so dry in the middle of spring? Spring meant rain, storms and life, but no, not this f*cking spring! It was so simple for a few clouds to simply come over here and piss on this land, but could they? No, of course not! Well, I was over it. No rain, no snow, now nothing. Not in this place. In this place it was always the same. Always dry, but yet there was grass. It was hot, but not sweltering. No matter how long you stayed in this f*cking place it never changed. It was a abomination. The change of seasons was a natural thing to happen, but obviously not here.

I tossed my head up and blinked my emerald green eyes as the sun's light shone into them. It was creeping steadily towards the horizon, where it would set and the moon would rise. A full moon, which would be good. I liked full moons, they lit the land in blacks and white and greys, making every horse the same. When you were like me, completely different from any horse, everyone being the same was something to celebrate, even if it was for a night. Plus, when the full moon rose it made my marking look they were glowing, which was just awesome.

Snorting and grumbling to myself I started traversing the bone dry ground. A cloud of that f*cking dust followed me, kicked up by my own hooves. I pinned my ears, annoyance the only emotion I felt. Or was it anger? I couldn't be sure. All I knew is that it should be raining and I wanted it to. Seriously, who the hell did the gods think Earth was to survive if there was no rain! Those f*cking immortals probably thought that it would find its own way to survive. Well, news flash. No rain equaled no life!

I should've guessed that my life in this place of wild horses would be ruined somehow. Whether it be the f*cked up seasons or some random deciding my life needed to be ended. Actually, I might enjoy the challenge of defeating some brute set on killing me. It would give me a chance to practice my fighting techniques, and I did need to, because I hadn't had the time to do so since I had arrived in this f*cking drought locked land. Anyway, it would be fun showing that a small, unknown stallion could kick the ass of a strong well known stallion. Of course the ladies would like that.

The thought of mares stuck in my mind as I transitioned into a floating, long strided trot. Mares, they were annoying, useless things, yet I longed to find the one that would seize my heart. Well, if I even had a heart. Even if I did approach one that caught my eye how would I make her understand that I wanted her to be with me for the rest of forever? That was one of my problems, I had no idea how to act around other horses, and I'd never seen any reason to fix it.

Until now.

Now I wanted it all. A happy content life with a small herd of mares and my foals. I wanted to have a life like any other horse. Now I just wanted to be like all the other horses out there. Except how could I be when I didn't know what I was? Or if I was even genetically compatible with normal horses?

I shook off those dreary thoughts and lengthened my already impressive stride. My paces were to die for, especially if you happened to be a Grand Prix dressage rider. The only problem was my colouring, which was a little odd. I guessed that's why I was set free, because I was too strange, too odd and too untamable. For whatever reason I was wild, I was grateful. I loved the feel of the wind in my mane and the water that ran over my back when I swam. I wouldn't give up my freedom for anything, even the life of a normal horse.

I tossed my head up, showing my forest green eyes to the cloudless baby blue skies. Then I bunched my muscles and ran flat out, my legs stretching out over the dusty ground. At that moment I felt life singing through my veins with the fizzy power of freedom. My white mane streamed over my white dorsal stripe, rippling in time to my hooves on the dry ground. My black tail bannered behind me, it's tip flicking up as I was suspended off the ground as if flying. I closed my eyes and called all my power to me. Silver dust bubbled from the ground and coated it. It clouded up around my hooves whenever they hit the ground, coating my black legs with a fine shimmer of silver.

I flicked my head up and whinnied my joy the empty sky. Exuberance made me forget all my annoyances and troubles. It didn't matter that there was no rain, or that many horses were likely to die. Or even those godforsaken immortals that decided to test the aniamls of Earth. Nothing mattered but the wild rhythm of my hooves on the silver lined ground and the pulse of the wind against my face. At that moment I felt so alive, so wild, so free. All my worries floated away, leaving pure exhilaration behind.

Time disappeared altogether, letting me stop only when I couldn't run anymore. So I ran until I was almost collasping before I slid to a spectacular stop, silver dust flying around me and settling on my steel grey coat, making me look like the night sky. I could see a figure of horse just beyond my sparkling cloud. Maybe a mare? I would have to wait for the dust to settle. I stood in the center of my silvery cloud, posed regally with my emerald eyes blazing with fierce joy. When the silver dust settled whoever was there would see a strangely marked steel grey stallion covered in silver sparkles. The silvery curtian started to fall, revealing the horse on the other side.

Word Count: 1036
Muse: Alright for a starting post.
Playlist: A Twist in My Story, Secondhand Serenade
Other: Err, sorry about all the swearing. Maybe I should put M in the subject title. Also, please read his bio so you can understand his colouring. Oh, and this whole post is pretty much what he was thinking, so that's why it's just a little random.

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[Wild@Heart]

UGH! DUMB ME MODIFIED THIS POST BY ACCIDENT!
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[Mazzira]

Kyro

how about we just forget

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The silvery veil fell to the ground, covering it in a blanket of silver and making it shine in the moonlight like a lake. I blinked, almost blinded by it and cursed myself for the stupidity of raising it when I knew a full moon would be rising. Yeah, I had one the same thing before and walked around half blind for the next twenty four hours. No much fun, believe me. Being half blind was an experiance I wished upon no horse, because not being able to completely see the world around you was quite disconcerting and it was extremely annoying not being able to see what you're eating.

I had done more stupid things than half blinding myself. For instance I had once bound myself to a tree with steel cables and another time I had shackled myself to a rock in a middle of river that was just about to flood. I didn't just to stupid stuff though. I could craft exquisite pieces of silver, gold and platinum, but most of the time I lost them. Sometimes I gave one to a mare that I felt like seducing, but mostly I simply left them lying where I had crafted them for a lucky animal to find. Even though I could craft such things my stupidity still overruled it. Seriously, I had hit myself in the head with a bar of iron before was knocked out for almost two days. That was not cool at all.

So focussed was I on my stupidity that I didn't notice the strangely marked femme standing alertly in front of me. It was only when she traversed the ground between us and lay her velvety muzzle on my shoulder that I noticed her presense. I side stepped, flight instincts kicking in, at her unexpected touch. I only took one step though, and the second I saw her I relaxed. She wasn't a threat, just a small mare that was as oddly coloured as I. I smiled and returned her touch, but I was still unsure on how to proceed. Afterall, pretty mares appear before me every day.

I shook my crania, dispelling my own thoughts and letting my hard emerald optics take in her powerful bodice and strangely marked fore. Most of her well shaped body was white, the same ivory as my ragged mane. My eyes moved from her powerful haunches to her deep barrel, showing stamina and into her sloping shoulders which would give her beautiful movement. As My orbs moved up her neck I noticed her coloured changed from the creamy white to a dark grey black marred by violet stripes that marks her entire front end. Her short, torn mane had streaks of the same purple through it, showing that her markings weren't only on her well muscled neck. Her pricked ears were also striped, carrying through the theme of violet. Her eyes were like twin amethyst set into her skull, sparkling and wild. A wide blaze ran down the middle of her face, interrupting the markings. My eyes moved from her face to her fine, strong legs that ended in rock hard purple hooves. Strange, but they matched into her exotic markings.

Compared to her I was rather normal. My ivory markings, though odd, were nothing compared to her violet stripes. Though my forest green optics were just as strange as her amethyst ones, they didn't hold the same look of defiance and wildness. Perhaps that was because I knew what being captured was like. I wasn't sure if I did or didn't, because my memory of my first year of life just wasn't there, but it was very possible that my first year was in captivity. Of course, I couldn't be sure. Then, who could be sure of anything? Life could just be a lie, as love was. We could all just be dreaming that we lived and our memories, thoughts and emotions were all lies that our minds thought up to keep us occupied while we slept. But how could it proven? It couldn't, but all of us could wonder what life really was.

I pulled myself away from my wandering thoughts and brought myself back to where my body was. As I resurfaced I caught what the mare was saying, just. I suppose you aren’t planning on going anywhere soon. Her silky tones said. I smiled and nodded, not wanting to speek incase I messed this up, which I really didn't want to do. I always longed for company but my temper always got away from me and I scared whoever I had with me off. Oh, and also the way I acted around mares was a little odd. One minute I would be all sweet and nice, the next I would be raping them. The annoying thing was it really wasn't my fault. It was because I hadn't grown up with horses and I didn't know how to act appropriately around mares. So I always scared them off.

Drawing myself away from all my problems I mvoed closer to her, so I could feel her body warmth. My emerald eyes glimmered with something close to respect, even though she was smaller than me, I knew she would beat the sh*t out of me if I did anything. I put my whiskered muzzle to her violet striped neck and inhaled her scent again. I memorized it, because I had the feeling I would need to find her again one day. As I imprinted the sweet perfume in my mind I wondered if she had a power like I did. At the thought of my power I moved the silvery specks that floored the clearing in a spiral that mad them look like they were trapped in a whirlwind. I kept them swirling for a few second before dropping my power from them and letting them float to the ground again.

"Since it seems we're both going to be here for some time how about we get acquainted?" I suggested, stepping away from her to give her space. My forest green optics now sparkled with something akin to mischief, showing that I wasn't all doom and gloom. I pawed the ground and tossed my head playfully, bringing a pillar of seemingly solid silver from the ground on either side of me. I snorted, I hadn't wanted to do that, it just had kinda happened. I stopped the flow of power that was holding them and they discintergrated to silver dust again. "I'm Kyro, and you've probably guessed my power already."

I danced away from her further, back in the shadows were I would melt into the darkness, leaving only my shining green eyes visible. Just at that moment the moon rose, shining it's silver light over the land and reflecting on the silver blanket that covered the floor of the clearing. The reflected light lit me, making my white markings seem to glow. I smiled and walked back towards her, parting the silver floor subtely so she wouldn't think I was showing off, because I wanted her to know what I really was. And really I was just a lonely young stallion that wasn't quite sure who he really was or what he was.

"Would you be so kind as to tell me your name in return?" I asked as I stopped in front her, the silver carpet shining like a still lake and reflecting in my eyes. The silvery specks still covered my back and legs, making me look like the night sky above us. As I noticed that I lifted my head up and looked at the star dotted sky. The glowing points of light were spread over the sky as if a careless giant had thrown his diamonds over a midnight black cloth, but the moon out shone them all. It was huge and had a goldish tinge to it as it bleached the land silver and grey.

I dropped my eyes from the sky and looked at the mare next to me. She was like a star fallen to earth. I smiled at that thought and once again took in her rounded quarters, purple hued hooves and amethyst eyes. God, I would do anything to make her love me. I would bring the moon to earth if that's what she wanted. I would turn the Earth inside out and take her to the stars, if she only asked. And if she wanted me to leave, then that's what I'd do. I wouldn't show her that I wanted her to lvoe me, I would keep the facade of casualness, but someday, hopefully, she would realise what I wanted. Someday. [/blockquote][/blockquote][/font]

Word: 1447
Muse: Awesome!
Playlist: Incomplete(Backstreet Boys), What's Left of Me(Nick Lachey)
Other: Have fun!!!

[Wild@Heart]

Chemical Romance

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Love Can Sometimes Be Magic

I brought my velveteen kissers back to where they belonged as he withdrew from me, either startled by my touch, or not wanting it. I wasn’t hurt by this at all, we had just met and he didn’t even know anything about my other than my pelt was strange in color. So I was utterly shocked when he returned the gesture, his whiskery mouth pressed up against my own shoulder, and there was even a smile on his face. My own mask light up, the edges of my mouth pulling up into a broad grin.

I watched him, my globes never leaving his body as he shook his head, forelock flying everywhere. His curious eyes did a once over my hide, and for the first time since I could remember I felt subconscious. What if he didn’t like me. Well than that was his loss, he would lose the best mare in the world, and all because he was shallow. All stags seemed to be the same, only wanting a mare for their own pleasure, to fill their simplest of desires. Never once would they consider how the femme felt, what she wished for or wanted. With these thoughts a look of disgust had found its way onto my features, and now I wiped it away, hiding it behind my brick walls of protection.

As I matter of factly asked me question, he responded with a nod of his head and a smile. My orbs met his, holding a hint of doubt. Never before had I met another horse as gorgeous as him, his odd coat drawing my attention more than anything else. Part of me wanted to believe he must have been more like me than I thought, used to the rejection and hardened on the outside while all the while longing for something impossible on the inside.

Like him, I shook my crown, clearing my head and sending my thoughts scattering. Things like this weren’t possible, I felt nothing for him, and I only allowed him to stay for the company. It had been ages since another beast had approached me, and now it had happened. It had happened, and yet I continued to push him away. Would I ever learn, be able to hold another equine dear. Never would I allow them to know of my terrible past, never. I had been selfish, uncaring and I had changed since then. Only once would I fall in love with an equine, and my chance had already come and gone. And what had I done, nothing other than f*ck it up. I let the blinds close over my orbs, my heart aching. I had loved him, planned to spend forever with him, but his life had been taken away. Given the opportunity, I had chosen myself over him. Some loyal mare I was.

A sour look crossed over my features, telling of the unwanted scene that was playing in the dark. A hard stamp with my front pillar, and I was brought back to reality, the vibrations continuing long after the event. My orbs were opened once again, and the sight of him moving closer greeted me. He stopped a mere centimeter away, and secretly I yearned for him to finish covering the distance, for him to wrap his strong boa around me and draw me near. From where he stood, I could feel our body heat entwining; becoming one as with every breath we took our pelts grew that much closer to touching. His silky nares once again gently caressed my neck, his quick but deep gusts tickling my hide, and sending my mane flying upwards. I could get used to this, and involuntarily my heart skipped a couple beats, hoping that I would.

I held my breath, stuck in awe as the shiny silver pellets rose into the air, and began to spin in a circle, as if stuck in a tornado. I already knew his power, he could manipulate things, make them move. But I could be wrong, and there was no way to be sure unless I asked. Maybe sometime I would get around to it, or it would come up in conversation, but right now I was just as content to be standing right next to him, out bodies almost touching. Here powers seemed of little significance, as I was once again reminded that I wasn’t sure of my own. I still had yet to discover the limits, and what I could and couldn’t do with them. I had been able to stop him; so once again, they had to be pretty powerful. But what if something bad happened, like so many of the storied I had heard as a foal. What if I couldn’t control them, and they slowly ate away at me from the inside out, or what if they somehow got sucked out of me and used for evil. There was way too many what if’s to think about, and I slowly pushed them out of my mind. Nothing bad would happen, nothing bad ever really did.

The silver fell back to the ground as a sprinkling rain; a few of the pieces landing upon my own pelt and making me sparkle just as much as him. I felt prettier now, like now that I was as good looking as him I deserved to be in his presence. I craned my boa around, staring at the sparkles as they shimmered upon my ivory pelt, the moonlight intensifying everything. And then my orbs locked upon his pelt, and he was even more stunning them me. His coat was an exact replica of the night sky, a black mass with twinkling stars scattered here and there. I forgot to breath and my cave opened, gasping for air. He was stunning, magnificent, and around him I had to remind myself to do even the simplest of tasks, things that came normal to anyone else. I had to stop and wonder if I was falling for him. Never before had I thought of another stag in this way, or another mare in the least. I was careful, on guard, not to let myself screw this one up. I had to warn him though; I had to tell him that he couldn’t trust me, not now and not ever.

Since It Seems We’re Both Going To Be Here For Some Time, How About We Get Acquainted. His voice was strong, bold, and I followed him as he took a couple steps away. I hadn’t meant to, he needed his space, but my pillars had moved on their own, without my mind telling them to. His emerald orbs held something new, something that hadn’t been there before and it was intriguing. My own violet pools were stuck on his, and I wasn’t going to be the one to break the connection. His sharp dagger left the ground momentarily, greeting it once again with a harsh swipe that tore up grass and sent it flying behind him. His head flew upwards, his mane’s reaction time slower as if followed along a step behind rhythm. Along each side of his graceful body formed a silver pillar, taller than me and definitely wider. All of this was happening around me, and yet my optics still bore into his. The droplets once again fell to the ground, silenced, as his voice shattered the quite. I’m Kyro, And You’ve Probably Guessed My Power Already. Indeed I had, although one couldn’t be too sure. Now would have been the perfect time to inquire about it, but something told me there would be plenty of time for that later and now wasn’t the right time to push things. Our relationship was in a delicate stage, and a mere shard of glass could send all the blood gushing out. Then where would we be, we would be no where because all that would be left was an empty shell of what used to be. Confusing, yes I know.

He again edged away, his form mixing with the shadows before disappearing altogether. Only his jade pools could be seen, glowing differently than the nighttime world around us. That is, until the topaz moon came out to play, and then his ivory fingers were illuminated. Stunning once again, and I couldn’t help but wonder what he was about to so as he advanced upon me once again, the silver element scattering out of his way. Would You Be So Kind As To Tell Me Your Name In Return. Once again his thick voice cut through the night and found its way to my harks. It wasn’t fair to let him do all the talking on this lovely night. Now my singsong voice made its grand entrance, Chemical Romance if you must know, but don’t remember it. I’m not good enough for you, not good enough for anyone. Don’t trust me, and don’t ever believe what I tell you. I’m loyal to me first, everyone else comes second. My voice sounded harsh, but I was glad that I warned him. Now I plastered an innocent smile upon my kissers as he stood right in front of me. Would he believe me, or would he take this as just another lie. All I could do was watch his black pupils, and concentrate on finding any hint of emotion I could in them. I so desperately needed to hear that he believed me, to know that he understood. All of me hoped that he would understand and not judge me for it, but them there was this little voice in my head that prayed he would. He himself would be better off that way, not getting to know me or care for me at all. At least then he would have a change to survive, not having to worry about me turning tail and running.

I let my pink sandpaper tongue slip out to caress his broad cheekbone. I was truly sorry that things had to be this way, but I didn’t want this to end in heartbreak. Yet, I couldn’t move my pillars. My brain said walk away, but my heart told me to stay and see what he had to offer. The heart has reasons that reason doesn’t understand, so I’ll let my heart guide me. The words freely flowed out of my open cave and tumbled off the end of my tongue, as I once again closed any distance between us. I let my kissers part upon the top of his spine, a lip on each side, and I slowly worked my way down. I had never done this before, but I knew I was doing it right. Was I seducing him, if I was I hadn’t meant for this to happen. I expected nothing in return, not even a piece of his heart. As I got to the dock of his tail, I left him with a love nip. It wasn’t hard enough to draw blood, but he would feel it. Once again an untamable glint could be seen in my orbs. One could try, but I would always have a wild side. I had my own ideals, and he would just have to learn to love them.

It feels like I’ve known you forever. The statement was simple, and yet all of my emotion clung to it. The 6 short words held the fear of rejection, the happiness at finding this being, and the longing. They told my whole life without me ever having to utter another word. This was what every other mare must be searching for right now, and I had found it. Never before had I believed in love, let alone love at first sight, and now I believed in both with all my heart. It was as if a bandage had been applied to the whole in my heart, it would forever be there, but in time it had the potential to heal. Never would I forget that I had made the wrong decision, and for as long as I could remember I would have given anything to go back to that day and relive it. But now if the chance ever arose again, I would willingly give my life for another equine, even for one I had just met. I hated living every single day, with the heavy burden of guilt. It was a horrible feeling, and now I was stuck with it for the rest of my life.

But Magic Can Sometimes
Just Be An Illusion

Word Count: 2,079
Muse: AMAZING!
Other: Well, I really have no muse today, but I figured I better post anyway because my weekend is looking pretty busy. Striving for 1,500 words at the moment. Really blew myself out of the water this time. Anyways, I'm sorry. Sorry that I modified the other post, sorry that this post is dry and boring, and SORRY THAT YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE A HARD TIME BEATING THIS. Lol. -hugglz and blows kiss-
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[Mazzira]

Kyro

how about we just forget

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The moon hung above as though it was suspened on an invisible chain that was being slowly moved across the star spangled dome of onyx that was the night sky. Once in every few minutes a cloud would brush against it, dulling its bleaching light for a few moments before moving on. The clouds constantly passing in front of it made it look like it was traversing stormy seas. The stars twinkled coldly, uncaring about the scene playing out below. Why should they care? Earth was nothing but a blip in the night sky compared to them. So why should the give a f*ck about what happened here, unless it concerned them. A mare and a stallion meeting for the first time certainly didn't concern them, unless the stallion or mare had the power to extinguish them but even then they probably wouldn't care. They knew all died in the end, even the stars. Life, love and magic all ended. In time, everything would end and if not by heartbreak, then by death. It was just the way the world was. Just the way life was. Those who you trusted betrayed you, those who you hate help you. Rivalries ended and trust betrayed. Love lost and lives ended in bloody murder. Everything must end, and I knew that better than most...

I came back to where I was with the feel of resurfacing after holding my breath in thick syrup. It took a little while and I was still shaking off my grim thoughts while I listened to the strangely hued mare tell me of her name and what she was like. She warned me that she wasn't reliable and I smiled, a twinkle of mischief in my emerald eyes. If only she knew what I could do when I was angered or how many lives I had ruined in a single moment of frustration. Then she might realise that her putting herself in front of everyone else was nothing compared to what I could do in a single second of fury.

See, I knew how to kill a horse with my power, but I had never done so. Well, that I knew of. I had caused extreme pain and had, at one point, made a horse pass out, but never killed. Though I did have the black stain of death on my soul, it was not done by my certain abnormality. It had been done with hooves, teeth and muscle, not deceit, magic and manipulation. The thing was, I had control over metal, and the blood that ran undiluted through every horses' veins was based in iron. That was why when it was spilt it ran red, not any other colour. The red of iron and of rust. I could use my power to stop a horse's heart by simply manipulating the iron in its blood, but I never would. I had promised myself that.

I dragged myself away from the thoughts of death and murder with all the force of my mind. That was a lot, believe me, but the thoughts of death still lingered in my mind, lending a deep glimmer of blood lust in my forest green optics. Images of a bloody carcass flashed in my mind. The horse's stomach was a bloody mess of flesh, intestines and skin that spilled out of its body and on to the blood wet ground. It's thickly feathered legs were torn, revealing strained tendons and scraped pinkish ivory. I held my breath as the image moved toward the horse's head, already knowing what I would see. I was right. A finely carved head was set on the oddly angled broken neck, blood oozing from a wound just under the closed left eye. My mind recoiled from the horror of seeing that face again, but something deep inside me was smug at the devastating scene that flashed before my eyes.

My mind rebelled against the tiny bit of smugness. How could I be tolerant of such devastation? Sure, he had it coming, but it didn't have to be so bloody. He didn't need to be disemboweled, or have his neck broken, but that was just the way it happened. Most of me wished to go back and change what had happened, but that tiny smug part was defiant. I wouln't be here, with this beautiful mare, if it hadn't been done. In fact, I would most likely be dead or tortured. Even so, almost every part of my was sickened by the image in the forefront of my mind.

Yes, it had been I that had caused such wounds. My hooves had ripped open that once silky black stomach and it had been my strength that had snapped his neck, revealing a few vertebrae. His unmoving face was marred by the wound inflicted by my teeth[/i]. He was dead because of me and, as transparent as it was, I would always be stalked by the guilt for what I had done. Memories, dredged up from my bloody past, filled my mind. My might call echoing over the land that I had called home...The answering bellow...The fight....my hooves striking at his legs and tearing them...my teeth latching on to his face as I pulled him to the ground... Shaking him until his neck snapped...Tearing his stomach open so his last moments would be in unbelievable agony...Traversing the blood soaked ground toward the herd, believing I would now be the lead, and finally, the herd rebelling against my blood drenched form and chasing me from the only place I had ever known.

I tried to bring my thoughts away from my memories, but I wasn't strong enough. I resurfaced for a second, and I could hear my gasp as the memories abated for a second before rushing back in. I remembered running from the herd, my hooves leaving a trail of blood from the former lead. My mane was plastered to my neck by it, and my legs were red with the salty iron based liquid. I had passed the body of my victim while I was fleeing. I had paused for a second, staring at the reason for all the madness. It was impossible to recognize him, blood covered as he was. Then I had heard the ones who he used to lead coming up behind me and raced on...

I struggled away from my blood filled memories, trying to shake off the feeling of being pursued. I couldn't, and the bloody images still lurked in the corner of my mind, a set trap ready to to catch me the moment I let my thoughts wander. Instead of dwelling on the fact that it would only take one wrong thought and I would be plunged back into a world of terror, I focused on Chemical Romance as her muzzle brushed my crest. Her pearls closed gently around the powerful muscle and bit ever so gently into it. I closed my eyes and let her delicate scent wash over me as she worked her way down my spine. How easy it would be to make her moan in pleasure, but I doubted she would allow me to right at this moment.

As she reached the base of my dock she bit my just hard enough for me to feel, but not to draw blood. I opened my eyes and turned to look at her, a glint of my wilder side surfacing within there emerald depths. The white 'mask' that covered both my eyes seemed to almost glow in the dazzling moonlight, but my ivory markings were nothing compared to the dazzling whiteness of Chemical Romance. Her amethyst optics held a glimmer of something wild, something skin to the glint that was in my eyes as I stepped closer to her, my head touching hers ever so slightly.

The contact sparked currents that ran from her to me. It was as if there were fine metal wires connecting us, and she was static. The tingles raced form my head down my neck, jolted my heart and raced down to my feet, where they stayed. The urge to run made my hooves itch, but I didn't move. I was a statue, but my face was alive with emotion. I didn't move save for my deep, fast breaths that moved my abdomen in a fast paced rhythm. Emotions ran wild in my mind as I leaned my head against her's and took another step, so my neck was pressed against her. More electricity passed between us, making me feel more alive than ever before.

My mane, tangled so much it resembled seaweed in the moonlight, entwined with her's as a breeze whirled around us. Then she spoke, her six simple words full of emotion. Longing, fear and happiness, all laced through one simple sentence. The sentence that meant the world to me. I understood what she meant and felt similar. From the moment I had met her I felt like knew her, which was why I let my guard down. It felt like she had always been a part of me. A part of me that I never knew existed until I did, and then I wondered how I had ever missed it. I felt as if I had known her forever, and meeting her just gave her form.

I opened my maw and let my scent rush over her violet striped head. Tiny droplets formed on her fine oddly marked coat as the water in my breath fell from the air and bound into droplets. I inhaled deeply, drawing her sweet scent deep into my flared nares, letting it cloud my mind and sweep away all my blood stained memories. The perfume lingered in my head, arousing me but at the same time warning me not to try. I heeded the warning and made no move to make her mine, but I couldn't the fantasies that filled my mind with her scent turning my mind fuzzy. It was like I was drunk and I swore that if I tried to walk I'd stagger around, extremely off balance.

"I don't understand how this happened, but I don't care. You are all I want, and everything that I can hope for. My Chemical Romance," I breathed, my words loaded with emotion. I put everything into those words, my happiness, my longing, my wariness, my confusion and my love. Also the conviction of my words and my understanding of her six simple words. My forest green eyes blazed with brilliant light as I stepped again closer to her, so we were twined together.

Her warmth mingled with mine, as did her scent. My mane tangled into her's, black and white, dark and light, mare and stallion. My shoulder was pressed against her neck as we stood in silence, watching the dazzling moon sink ever closer to the horizon. One by one the star's shone there last and faded into the black sky, until only two were left. Two bright, twinkling stars watching unemotionally over two horses standing so close together they could almost be one. Slowly, the last two stars disappeared together, leaving only the full moon in the black night sky. Only one left in the sky. Only one.

Too soon the moon was kissing the brightening horizon and its once bright bleaching light was no longer lighting the land. Instead the eastern horizon was ablaze with the peachy colours of dawn and the first curve of the spring sun was visible as it ascended into its place in the heavens. Just as it broke the eastern horizon the moon sank below the western, sleeping for the day so the sun could rule the skies while animals woke and played. And when the sun's time in the arching dome that was the sky, the moon would once again rise, smaller this time, and light the world below.

As light filled the sky and turned it a baby blue I started to move. Melting back to what I normally was. I shifted a step away from Chemical Romance, but kept out bodies touching. I felt as though the light of day would make her disappear if I didn't keep contact with her. I was probably wrong, but everything felt so much like a fairytale that I couldn't help but wonder if it was real. Seriously, how many horses found a lover on the night of the full moon? How many spent the night with them, watching the night sky turn light.

"Where shall we go now, my dear?" I asked her, my whiskered muzzle brushing down her spine. Her ivory coat was soft to touch, as soft as velvet. My sensitive whiskers felt every muscle under her skin and the closeness aroused me more than anything had in the entire time I had spent with her. I continued following her spine to the dock of her tail, where I inhaled her irresistible aroma. I felt the testosterone race through my veins, telling me exactly what to do and when to do it. I ignored it, but could still feel the urge to make her mine in my mind. I wouldn't, not now, but one day, one day we would have pretty babies together.[/font][/size][/color]

Word Count: 2206
Muse: Through da roof!!!
Playlist: Unbroken, Stan Walker
Other: I'm sorry to say this, but.... I BEAT YA!!!!!! Good Luck! Hope it ain't too boring.

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[Wild@Heart]

Chemical Romance

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Love Can Sometimes Be Magic

As I ended at the dock of his tail, he moved, his own head touching mine. My heart began to race, and my breathing accelerated. He was so warm, and the sensation I got from being touched by him was so different. It was as if every nerve in my body was alive, just waiting to be touched. I was super aware of everything, of every movement that he made and of every single sound that he uttered. Our breaths came at the same pace, his synchronizing with mine perfectly, our barrels tandem. His musky odor flowed into my nares, and etched itself upon my brain, where it would stay forever. There was something about it, something that drew me in and always left me wanting more. Not even eternity would be enough time to grow accustomed to it, the mere scent arousing me. His footsteps echoed into my harks as he moved forward, his daggers crushing the moist grass as he sent the rest swaying. My breath was held as he leaned his crania against my own, and took a step, or necks now touching also. My whole body was alive, alive with emotion and physical bliss. Everything was tingly, my whole body wanted to shake and it was everything I could do to remain perfectly still.

The dawn’s early breeze had started, sending a chill down my spine as my tassels flew about. My mane swirled, mixing with his, and creating a single being. Shockingly white, with hints of black and a smudge of my violet. Perfect. My whipcord spun around recklessly, tangling even more as it went. My forelock danced upon my soft face, allowing my glowing orbs to play peek-a-boo with his. My words had been soft, well spoken, and filled with emotion. I tossed me head, sending my forelock skittering to the side, as I locked orbs with him. As I concentrated on him, it was as if I could read his mind, his emotion flowing freely to my brain as quickly as my orbs drank it in. He felt the same, in love. A glamorous smile danced upon my kissers as we stood here, our bodies touching as we experienced each other, and yet we weren’t doing anything physical. A certain longing pulled at my heartstrings, but I couldn’t identify the reason. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this being. Every morning, I wanted to wake up to his intoxicating aroma, open my orbs to his beautifully odd pelt and glowing smile. I wanted to hear his soft voice every night before I went to bed, and wake up the next morning to the same thing. I wanted to feel his soft touch upon my ivory hide, his strong heart pulsing next to mine. But more than anything else I wanted him to want me, I longed for him to feel exactly the same way, and something told me he did. He was different than the dozens of other stags, he was deeper and more intense, he was everything I had been waiting for.

His cave widened, his warm breath coming out in puffs against my chilled chest. Droplets formed, staying for just a moment before sliding down to land gently on the ground, splattering for the entire world to see. I don’t understand how this happened, but I don’t care. You are all I want, and everything that I can hope for. My Chemical Romance. His voice was soft, sweet, and flooded with emotion. Any doubts that I had had were now erased, floating away with his words as they slowly died. The only difference was that his words would stay with me forever, would be burnt into my heart, and would carry me to my happy days ahead. As the words left his opened mouth, he stepped closer again, our bodies entwined together now. Butterflies erupted in my stomach, sending my heart doing back flips of its own. Breath, I reminded myself as his scent overtook everything else, and his presence overpowered my senses. Watching him my gaze followed to the sky above, where the clear night’s sky was beginning to vanish before our very eyes. The stars that shined the least went first as the moon dipped down, its color spilling out to make room for the glowing red sun that would soon take its place. My orbs only stayed on the scene for a couple of seconds before again falling back to the stag right next to me. I kept watch on him constantly, as if I looked away even for a second he might vanish before my very eyes. With every glance his beauty grew, and mine dimmed in comparison. He could do so much better, but I would fight for what I wanted, fight to the very end, and there was nothing that I had ever wanted more than him.

He took a step away, leaving us touching, but just barely. I felt as if a part of me was missing, and I instantly followed, my body pressed tightly against his once more, where I now belonged. Where shall we go now, my dear. The words easily flowed out from between his kissers as he ran his lips down my spine, hesitating as he reached my dock. I raised my tail slightly, allowing him a better scent and drawing him near. Whatever he wanted I would give him without hesitation. Whatever pleased him I would willingly do. He didn’t even need to ask.

My crania left its solid place against his barrel and nudged his large rump, letting him know that it was okay, and if he wanted to he could. Nothing would satisfy me more than giving all of myself to him, and in return I would be able to give him an heir, little children running around between our legs, part of him and part of me, combined. The best of both worlds.

But Magic Can Sometimes
Just Be An Illusion

Word Count: 991
Muse: Not Very Good.
Other: I'm short on time, but I couldn't wait to post. You win, I will admit that. I don't have the time nor the muse to post over that. -hugglz- You're a great rper, and maybe soon I will out post you.
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[Mazzira]

OOC(You must await tomorrow to watch me fail epically. It shall be a record for a word difference between two posts of the same character in the same thread on the same site. ;D)

[Mazzira]

Kyro

how about we just forget

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Working on it.

[Wild@Heart]

-elbows viciously-

[Mazzira]

-gasps and glares- I'm getting to it. Let me build up meh muse.