Mangrove Tidepools
Small fish darted to a fro in the small tide pool. Weaving among vividly colored plant life as they existed in their little world, clueless of the giant figure that stood at the edge of their universe. Ghostly constellations and galaxies faintly glimmered in her daytime pelt of ebony. Her silken mane tumbled down her neck and shoulder in elegant waves and curls, her forelock hanging over her left eye like a midnight curtain.
In the light of day her ethereal beauty was still captivating, but not as mysterious or magical as her nightly gown. It was by the light of the stars that her true beauty shone as those faint galaxies sprung to life upon her body. Her mane and tail dissolved into streaming, gaseous forms that glowed and wisped in the air like the tails of comets. Filled with stars and light. For now her dark pelt shown, but with a silken gleam rather than the light of stars. Her trim, beautiful form was appeared to be cut by angel's hands. She was a towering beauty, her violet eyes downcast as she watched the silver fish within their pool.
The dark Frisian mare continued to gaze upon the little world, contemplating her trials. She had been called upon by the rift to convince someone to steal, and then assist someone in stealing something valuable. Simple enough when you combine them, but still.... Where was she to find a horse gullible enough o steal from another? She had no doubt that she could convince a stallion to take something for her. Her looks alone could get just about any male to do anything for her. All she had to do was whisper some sweet words to them and bat her lashes. But she had found herself in a shortage of stallions. Just her luck. So now she was left to contemplate her next move. Where should she go to find someone to play? Once she had convinced said person to steal for her, who would they steal from? Such a simple task was becoming a lot harder as she found herself alone. But she was not concerned, her world had ways of giving her the means to finish the trials it gave her. Of that, she had faith.
talk talk talk talk
In the light of day her ethereal beauty was still captivating, but not as mysterious or magical as her nightly gown. It was by the light of the stars that her true beauty shone as those faint galaxies sprung to life upon her body. Her mane and tail dissolved into streaming, gaseous forms that glowed and wisped in the air like the tails of comets. Filled with stars and light. For now her dark pelt shown, but with a silken gleam rather than the light of stars. Her trim, beautiful form was appeared to be cut by angel's hands. She was a towering beauty, her violet eyes downcast as she watched the silver fish within their pool.
The dark Frisian mare continued to gaze upon the little world, contemplating her trials. She had been called upon by the rift to convince someone to steal, and then assist someone in stealing something valuable. Simple enough when you combine them, but still.... Where was she to find a horse gullible enough o steal from another? She had no doubt that she could convince a stallion to take something for her. Her looks alone could get just about any male to do anything for her. All she had to do was whisper some sweet words to them and bat her lashes. But she had found herself in a shortage of stallions. Just her luck. So now she was left to contemplate her next move. Where should she go to find someone to play? Once she had convinced said person to steal for her, who would they steal from? Such a simple task was becoming a lot harder as she found herself alone. But she was not concerned, her world had ways of giving her the means to finish the trials it gave her. Of that, she had faith.
talk talk talk talk
The moon bathes her in love
the stars kiss her skin
and the shadows bow at her feet.
As the sun looks on with jealousy.
the stars kiss her skin
and the shadows bow at her feet.
As the sun looks on with jealousy.
K'yarie
@Arioch
