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The shadows called to their queen as she moved gracefully through the diseased forest. As the sun fell they reached out towards her, caressing her with their dark touch. As the day was swallowed by night, the midnight colored mare transformed. The beautiful creature became an ethereal being. The faint galaxy that swirled across her pelt like a ghost, came to life. The cosmos shone brightly in the blackness of her body. Swirling and shifting as if they were space itself. Her dark, luscious mane and tail dissolved into purple gaseous galaxies. Floating a flitting in the air like the flames of a burning, purple sun. The glow was soft and luminous, like that of her purple eyes. Only the white marking upon her face remained in its solid form. Untouched by the vast scene that shifted across her body.

Her gate was poised and elegant. The walk of a queen descending to greet her subjects. Though the woman had no kingdom. The smoke Wand mist danced around her, disturbed by her motion. The shadows hummed. Eyes, the very same that balefully gazed upon Watcher, now followed her as she walked in his footsteps. She had spotted the familiar loner entering the forest and had followed out of curiosity. It was not often she saw the quiet male. Might as well have a little fun this evening. Chances like these did not present themselves often.

Picking up her pace she rounded an outcropping of densely packed trees and spotted the stallion. One of his odd mechanisms sat atop his rump. She smiled. No doubt he was using it to spy on who ever was following him. It seemed that her assumption was right, fore his pace had increased slightly when she came into view. Oh, it seemed he did not want to socialize with her. To bad. It was easy to catch up to the stoic male. He was not the type to up and run away just because someone was around that he didn't care to be near. His emotions might be nearly impossible to read, but he as a whole was quite predictable.

When she pulled up next to him he would have to look up towards her. The stallion, though large for his own breed, was a full hand shorter than her. She wondered if it bothered him at all? His face revealed nothing. She smiled sweetly at him, coming so close to them that their skin briefly touched, she brushed her muzzle to his ear. "Hello, my dear Watcher." She purred. Like most in The Rift, she did not know his real name. Merely calling him by the name others had given him. "It has been far too long. I've missed you."

""
still, the flowers open as she passes
and the birds they sing to greet her
though she heaves blood.
there is grace in a steeple collapsing.
K'yarie
image credit to lrargerich @ flickr.com


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<font color="#79649E">talk talk talk talk</font></div>
<div style="width:400px; height:20px;font-family: times; font-size: 7px; color: #320D48; line-height: 10px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 2px; padding-top:40px;">still, the flowers open as she passes<br>and the birds they sing to greet her<br>though she heaves blood.<br><font color="#584860">there is grace in a steeple collapsing.</font>
</div><div style="width: 400px; height: 30px; font-family: 'Vollkorn SC', serif; font-size: 60px; color: #000; text-shadow: 0px 0px 10px #BC76E7; margin-top:-45px; padding-bottom: 50px;">K'yarie</div></div>
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/lrargerich/">image credit to lrargerich @ flickr.com</a></center>

Working on one for Ruwin, but I had a stock image that fit K'yarie bookmarked already.  ^^

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Tech
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#2
I LOVE THIS! Thank you so much!
Boom
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#3
You're welcome! I get sad when I see babies running around with no tables. <3



Ruwin
The celestial mare did not take his hint. Instead of backing off upon his subtle increase in speed, she sped up to match his pace. The stoic male allowed a frown to tug at his lips a second before K'yarie slid up alongside him. She was never one to leave him alone easily once she had spotted him. He did not flinch when she came suddenly, uncomfortably close. He merely shifted his metal wings so as not to catch her on it. He was used to her antics after running into her in his travels many times over the span of three years. Her breath was hot against his ear. Oh how she loved to toy with him. Her silken voice dripped with alluring tones. His ears twitched, ignoring what that voice implied while his face revealed nothing. He continued to give her a sidelong look, his eyes and face revealing nothing.

As she came closer to him he waited, letting her remain close before suddenly moving away. The motion was not quick, nor did he move far. Only far enough to show that he did not intend to encourage her frivolous actions. He was never one to be rude or hostile to a mare. Regarding them with a polite respect. As such he would not simply jerk away and let her fall to the ground, should she put to much weight on him. Only then did he answer her. "K'yarie." He said, his deep voice carrying through the fog. It was all he said. Never one to speak more than needed he used his actions to portray how he felt. He had angled an ear her way to acknowledge her presence. His body was none hostile, though he was obviously not interested in fueling this game the mare so loved to play. It would be a waste of energy to try and ditch her. Her powers could allow her to get ahead of him easily enough. To run would also mean she had invoked some form of reaction from him. Her game would be won and he had no desire to give her that satisfaction.

She was but a minor annoyance, always seeking to place him in uncomfortable positions to try and get a rise out of him. It was nothing he could not handle. Usually. He didn't care for this game. But he had learned that his words did little to drive her away. Somehow, in their odd way, the two had formed a strange relationship. Perhaps not friendship, but at least they never meant the other ill. His tail flicked as he plodded on. At the sound of another voice, the stallion's head turned. His movement relaxed and unhurried. Crystal blue eyes picked the other's form out from the darkness. He regarded the other with a cool gaze. Face as emotionless as before. He did not recognize the other. Not a new sensation to the stallion. The land was large and with the portal being opened it meant more equine were entering the land. He added this new person's face to his memory. Filing it away like he did with everything he saw. His head gave small nod of greeting towards the stranger. "Evening." Was all he said. He had little need to ask any questions. As few as they were. He knew his mischievous companion would do plenty of talking for the both of them and had no desire to waste breath on it all.

""
Hiding below my shadow yet dancing above my fears
I grip sorrow's edge as you crumble to fall at my soul's tears
I have not forgotten you,
but sometimes I cannot help feeling numb
image credit to jason-samfield @ flickr.com


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<center><link href="https://fonts.googleapis.com/css?family=Vollkorn+SC" rel="stylesheet"><div style="width: 520px; background: #000 url('https://c2.staticflickr.com/4/3589/3509833690_8b663babbf_z.jpg') no-repeat top center; padding: 430px 0px 50px 0px;"><div style="width: 450px; height: 30px; font-family: 'Vollkorn SC', serif; font-size: 60px; color: #000; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px #C2982A; margin-bottom: 20px;">Ruwin</div><div style="width: 400px; background: rgba(160,135,45,0.1); padding: 30px; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 13px; color: #544B49; text-align: justify; border: 1px solid #895006;">walk walk walk walk

<font color="#848F6B">talk talk talk talk</font></div>
<div style="width:500px; height:20px;font-family: times; font-size: 7px; color: #544B49; line-height: 13px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: 1px; padding-top:20px;">Hiding below my shadow yet dancing above my fears<br>I grip sorrow's edge as you crumble to fall at my soul's tears<br>I have not forgotten you,<br><font color="#B48123">but sometimes I cannot help feeling numb</font>
</div></div>
<a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/jason-samfield/">image credit to jason-samfield @ flickr.com</a></center>
Tech
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#4
You spoil me! Thank you so much!