Post by 'kae on Jan 5, 2011 14:00:13 GMT -7
| [bg=#1c4a53][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,500,true][atrb=style,border-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius: 30px; font-family: century gothic; font-size: 10px;] ZAI there is something inside me that I cannot control MY CURSED FATE HAS BEEN SEALED regular speech thoughts It was quite bright outside today. The sun’s rays were bouncing off the snow causing the light factor of this sunny day to go through the roof. Most creatures find themselves squinting as they moved forward in hopes that they wouldn’t run into anything. The flower buds scattered around the field where closed as tightly as they could be, seeming to detest the light as well as the cold. Most of the flowers were buried in snow up to the bulbs, boy they must have felt cold in there. Clouds where few and far between. The ones that would appear, where the nice wispy ones that you can practically see through. This was the scene of a typical winter day here after a major snowfall. Snow everywhere, sun scorching the corneas, and such things. How very awesome. Zai wasn’t sure what had brought him out of his home territories. He was the king of the Earth Kingdom and was expected to spend most of his time there; however, today he felt a pull tugging him out of his land and into the areas that everyone seemed to gather. At this time he wasn’t doing much maneuvering, just taking the scene in. He had never been into this flowering plane before, heck, he didn’t even think flowers could survive in the winter without the help of a bender. Maybe there was a mysterious secret behind them. He stood there for a while wondering about them before his mind began to wonder onto topics that he thought about often. Wiccan’s Rede. Where was she? A few years ago, he had met her after his initial run from the very kingdom he now rules. He had quickly grown attached to her. They both shared the same occupation as assassins. Murder was their game. They went on missions together and destroyed many hopes and dreams. Zai didn’t realize it right away, but he was falling for Wiccan and hard. She eventually acquainted with another stallion and chatted up a storm about him, not knowing that she was ripping out Zai’s heart every time she spoke about this unknown stud. Being her best friend, Zai just took the bullet and supported her. If she was truly happy around this other stallion, he was going to be happy for her, even if the pain was unbearable. Eventually, one day he would awake to only find out that Wiccan had left him. For months he would linger hoping that she would return, but she never would. With an aching heart he soon set off for his former dwelling in Divinus. Shocked at what he saw when he got back, he poured all his attention to rebuilding his home. His efforts would be recognized, and he would be named the king. Now that things where fairly stable, he found himself feeling old emotions re-emerge inside of himself. He felt conflicted and torn apart. It had been so long but the feelings still seemed fresh to him. He had been working so hard on his kingdom and he hoped he would have gotten over it through the process. Clearly this wasn’t so. He was just as torn as he was before. He was frozen and was beginning to melt. He heaved a heavy sigh as he recalled the past events. He was the type to keep everything in rather the burden others with his grieve. Rather then tell Wiccan how he felt, he kept it in, probably losing any chance he could have had with her. He lowered his head in mourning. His golden palomino coat shimmers brightly in the high sun, just as many of his Akhal-teke heritage. His bleached mane and tail moved slightly with the little breeze that was in the air. His breaths were slow but consistent. He was stuck inside his head at this point. He probably wouldn’t snap out of it until the sun would go down or possibly if someone where to walk up to him and ask him if he was okay. He would reply ‘Of course I am. No need to worry’ but he wasn’t okay of course. It was now himself that was shattered into little pieces. He had no mare to love and call his mate. He would give anything to have Wiccan by his side again. He didn’t even care about what their relationship would be like. He just wanted to see her again, to look upon that façade once again to touch her. He was lost with nothing to look forward. Oh how he wished for something, something to look forward to... AND SO BLOOD MUST BE SPILLED even though I would rather die then be trapped inside --- zai - stallion - earth - king - heart's torn - oviraptor - meiya |