The Pinnacle
07-14-2018, 01:38 AM
K'yarie
Hertz wanted a woman. Well, he surely would get one. Though she was a being that he'd never be able to touch. A creature of such ethereal beauty and poise that his lowly presence was a mere eyesore to her. The celestial being walked with grace end elegance. The ghostly starlit orbs floating about her like a radiant escort of light. They emerged from the darkness of the world as the star-kissed maiden stepped forth from the shadows.
At her presence every shadows stirred. Reaching for her beautiful visage as starved heathens reach for salvation. They sought the touch of their goddess. The kiss of her skin against their cool blackness. But she gave them no such pleasure as she glided towards the small group. Her mane and tail were of stardust and neon comet tails. Waving and dancing in a lazy waltz around her being.
Galaxies swam within the dark pool of her pelt. Ghosting and gliding along her curvaceous form. She walked like a queen. No, a goddess. Every step. Every movement spoke of a being beyond touch. A creature of power, mystery and beauty. She was a gracious creature. Poetry in motion that tongue could not describe. Words could not accurately portray. K'yarie was here. Her great and beautiful form sweeping towards the Protector. "Great guardian of the mountain." She purred. Her voice liquid silk. So smooth and luscious. So pleasant to the ear.
"Thank you for inviting us all here, this fine evening. Thank you, for creating such a warm place for us to gather and enjoy the company." She offered a small incline of her head in respect for the Protector. He gaze shifted from the massive form of the one who had gathered them. To the less impressive forms of the stallions who had gathered. She had not yet seen Ruwin. Though the stallion was taking special care to avoid her attention.
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At her presence every shadows stirred. Reaching for her beautiful visage as starved heathens reach for salvation. They sought the touch of their goddess. The kiss of her skin against their cool blackness. But she gave them no such pleasure as she glided towards the small group. Her mane and tail were of stardust and neon comet tails. Waving and dancing in a lazy waltz around her being.
Galaxies swam within the dark pool of her pelt. Ghosting and gliding along her curvaceous form. She walked like a queen. No, a goddess. Every step. Every movement spoke of a being beyond touch. A creature of power, mystery and beauty. She was a gracious creature. Poetry in motion that tongue could not describe. Words could not accurately portray. K'yarie was here. Her great and beautiful form sweeping towards the Protector. "Great guardian of the mountain." She purred. Her voice liquid silk. So smooth and luscious. So pleasant to the ear.
"Thank you for inviting us all here, this fine evening. Thank you, for creating such a warm place for us to gather and enjoy the company." She offered a small incline of her head in respect for the Protector. He gaze shifted from the massive form of the one who had gathered them. To the less impressive forms of the stallions who had gathered. She had not yet seen Ruwin. Though the stallion was taking special care to avoid her attention.
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Fear not this Night.
You will not go Astray
Though shadows fall, still the Stars find their way
You will not go Astray
Though shadows fall, still the Stars find their way
K'yarie will not allow herself to be mutated.
But she does want something from her list. K'yarie
