so alone

[~*Rannoch*~]

willow was trotting around she felt as if there was no one left in the world but her her hooves beat down on the geo her tail flaired behind her as she stoped silence grew the air was clear not another in sight just a few trees other wise nothing she looked around she was off her hooves hit the geo makeing the area full of noise she lifted her head in the air with pride

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The colorless finess of a pale tulip cannot compare to the simplicity of nature's finest invention.

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The colorless finess of a pale tulip cannot compare to the simplicity of nature's finest invention. Just as the tulip closes for the night, and in the morning reached for the sun again, the gentle streak on the sun brightened hills seemed almost like a silver ghost.

Lace fell around startling blue eyes, and wrapped around a alabaster nape like a vine decorating a white tree. She danced as if she flew, her heart beat matching every step, this pale tulip of daybreak. Though she remained fully against the ground, she seemed to float, her angled figuresque reaching for the light, calling it into her, making her glow.

But her water optics never focused on anything, never rested to grace a creature with her stratling purity. She seemed unaware of what exactly she was doing, but fully aware of her heart's demands. And with an angel's pulse, she stopped before the other fea. Lobes perk in a gentle administration of an unknown presence.

"Ah, who is it that is here?" she softly allowed the words to form from her chest, gracefully flowing from her chest, through her vocals, and into the air. Lace laid on her nape as a gentle reminder to the absence of wind and color. An again the tulip reaches for something beyond itself.[/center][/b]

[~*Rannoch*~]

Willow stoped she trotted over to the fea slowly but not that cautious she stomped her hoove down it was like a deafining exsplosion detonated. She wasn't afraid of anyone or anybody.silence broke out"i would be willow"she said with pride.

occ//i will add more later i got to think

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((Don't worry, I'm bored and tired, I'll just go ;D))

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Weight shifts as the vocals of the other fea travelled into the towers of the alabaster one. Optics look to where the voice had come from ,her strangely bright blue orbs reflecting what was, and what wasn't. She moved toward the other, seeming to come closer than nessecary. Pink nares flare, the inscence of the other fea filling her senses. All but one. A low smile centered on her facial was quietly knowing. The thundering explosive of the other's pistons against the tender earth shattered at her tender soul, and ricochetted in her towers. Fragile lobes pin slightly, trying to get away from the sound.

"Ah, and I would be under the Devil's torment. But I care not for what you would be, but rather what you are now. If you mean that is your dubbance, than my own is Gravity. If you would not mind, please tell me in which way the sun is setting - by direction mind you. Right or left, east and west mean very little." It was her low smile and casual words that sent a few fleeing, but more importantly, the way her eyes were looking straight threw you, but seeing everything in you.

Dial cocked as her pelt vibrated in sudden tension in the air. As always, her voice shook with pure confidance and a change in strength as she spoke her next words. "You are trying to prove yourself, stop. Your fear cannot be sensed by many, only those who are missing a sense themself can sense your heart. The earth is tender, she does not need your 'proof'. Be gentle." the voice faded and she looked away from the fea, and slowly allowed a moment to pass.

"I am no strange freak spouting nonsense, stranger Willow."

"I am Blind."
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[~*Rannoch*~]

She was confused at her words at first she droped her head in sorrow the bend changed direction she knew she had to say something but what she was really sure where the sun seted or was that just a metaphor or something she felt the confusen in the air i 'm not trying to prove my self she looked up is she really blind all the questions fleed her mind

I think the sun sets in the west she said strangly" she paused for a moment"you speak in metaphor but i'm not the one trying to prove anything"she looked through her eyes i have nothing to prove and if i do please let me know the teton seemed to grow imbetween them she felt as the wind changed directions again she looked torwards the west the sun was slowly seting"yah i was right the west"she sighed she felt different all of a sudden like the words that Gravity spook got throught to her am i really trying to prove something and i don't know it

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A soft chiming signified that the gentle mare was laughing. She shook her dial, tresses fleeting around her nape and crown delicately. "I am not speaking in metaphor, my dear stranger. I need to head towards the setting sun, but I do not know wether it is to my right or left. I'm afraid I am not as direction cordinated as I used to be."

She cocked her head to the side, her gentle smile slowly fading. "And again, I was not speaking in metaphor. When you saw me, just before you answered my question, you slammed against the earth with defiant force. The earth knows you are strong, Mother Nature would rather keep herself intact." she took a placid dagger and slowly stroked the ground, revealing a small bud of some type of flower. She set her hoof down next to it, oblivious to it's existance. "It takes less energy to be gentle, than to be coarse."
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[~*Rannoch*~]

"im sorry its to your right"she said smileing now she shook her head slightly "i'm just have never well never mind"she said smileing'maybe i should leave'she began to leave but was still un sure if she should or no her ears twitched