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»Sorrow Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
Venom
Distrustful she raised her head, starring at him out of catlike eyes. She doesn't know, what she should believe. Even if Venom likes her, would he try to safe her if Raphael gives the order to kill her? What if Sorrow turns into a risk for all the other, defenseless horses of the Adoyan Enay? He had to kill her, she knew. It would be the best, if she turns into the beast Uram made of her. But still she didn't want to realize all of that. But.... distrust ruled her, even if there were warm feelings for Venom in her heart. She had to be on one's guard aigainst Venom.
"I think you would kill me, if that's the order. Easy as it is." Cold she looked at him, hiding the warm glimmer behind her greenish eyes. Inside sadder than ever. "A walk? Where? " But before he gave a answer, she followed him. Maybe blind, maybe managed by the hope deep in her, to find in Venom a friend. "Sound? My favourite... sound?" Disbelieving she took a look at him, listened to his favourite sound. Before she loved the sound of water, the waves of the ocean. The wind, running down the cliffs. But now? There's always the sound of screaming and crying in her head. The massakre, she survived. Ever since that moment, she loved silence. "I love silence. The only moment, I can find to myself again." Assumed, she can blend out the memory in her head.
She followed the black one, just as he had hoped. Though her steps were reluctant, at first, she seemed eager to keep his company, to indulge in the conversation Venom tried to start anew. He'd asked about her favourite sound, had told her his own, and she answered after a while. "Silence." It made perfect sense. After all Uram, the blood angel, had done to her and the other victims in his massacre, he could imagine that the only thing a survivor would like was a safe haven. A place without violence, thoughts, nightmares or memories. Venom nodded his head: "I do understand. However, memories are what make us... Whether they are good or bad - or the worst, in your case -, memories help us to maintain a bit of humanity, even if they make us vulnerable."
He thought about the Archangel of China, Lijuan, who had chosen to regard humanity and all human memories as a weakness. She'd become a monster. Sorrow, however, was no such monster, even if she believed that not to be true.
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31.07.2013, 15:56
»Sorrow Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
Venom
She lost everything she had: her family, her drove, her life. There's nothing worth to live for. What if Raphael gives the order to kill her? What would she lose? Nothing. And, while she thinks clearly about it, the death maybe would be the best, that could happen to her. But the instinct to survive isn't easy to turn off. She would fight until the end, even if her life is for the birds.
She looked at Venom, listened to his actual nice words. It sounds, like he understood. But no one could ever understand, what happens deep inside of the victim of Uram. For a while she walked quiet along at his side. But then she stopped, abrupt. Her cat-like eyes looked at him, severe and cold. "What, if he says to you 'Kill her, now. She's a danger.'. What would you do, Venom? Would you kill me? What if I am a real danger... What if I really am the monster, all believe I am? Would you be the one, pusha dagger trough my heart? Would you?" A moment of silence, cold as ice. "Be honest." She whispered. But the answer war as clear as glass. What else should he do? He was loyal to Raphael, no matter for what reason. If he would refuse, he would lose Raphaels favor. Raphael is his sire. She is just his object to observe.
The black one could sense her fear. It was palpable, building a invisible wall between the greyish mare and Venom himself. The stallion gritted his teeth for her words, as grave as they sounded, were untrue: "What, if he says to you 'Kill her, now. She's a danger.'. What would you do, Venom? Would you kill me? What if I am a real danger... What if I really am the monster, all believe I am? Would you be the one, to push a dagger through my heart? Would you?"
His green, snakelike eyes caught her catlike ones, held her and searched for her soul. Then he answered truthfully: "Even as mighty and powerful and cruel Raphael may seem, he is no evil person. If he gains knowledge of our friendship," - because what they were trying to construct and to cling on to was the nearest to friendship Venom had had in a very long time - "Raphael will give the order to another one of the Seven. He doesn't take satisfaction from murdering people. Not all angels do." Of course, he was referring to Uram, the blood angel, who had taken pride in slaughtering the innocent.
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31.07.2013, 22:38
»Sorrow Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
Venom
She listened to him anxiously, but her only reaction was a bitter, sad laugh full of irony. What a consolation! He would not kill her himself! "Oh good lord, what a luck I have! You wouldn't be the executioner, you only would be the audience! Her eyes rolled in the orbitals. her steps were faster now, she galopped along the cliffs und tears veiled her view. But she blinked them away. Venom must not see her weakness. The disappointment stood in her face, but the next moment there was a bitter, smugly smile. She built a facade around her weak soul, so Venom could not hurt her anymore. At least he should think so.
The salty air hit her in the face. The wind tugged at her mane. What if she jumped off the cliff? What if she even put an end to her miserable existence?
He could do nothing. Maybe it would even facilitate it. But would that not be the same as giving up? Giving up all her life? All her hope? All the hope of friendship and future? Of a child? A lovely family? She would betray herself, if she chooses the easy way.
01.08.2013, 14:17
»Tenebrae Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
who dares?
The little mare almost tripped over her own feet, as she arrived at the stunning cliffs. She had made her way up here unconsciously, fleeing from the shadows that chased her on the beach. Well, basically they chased her everywhere all the time, but there she couldn't stand it anymore. The beautiful mare and the shy foal had left her - so why shouldn't she move on? Now her little hooves stood at the edge of the huge cliffs of doom. Her dark, narrow eyes grew ever wider. What kind of place was this? She could feel the danger around here, how many horses' lives had ended here. And when she dared a look down to the waves crashing against the stonewall, she could feel it dragging her down, trying to convince her to jump.
Breathing heavily she escaped her rigor and jumped backwards, away from the abyss. She fell on her arse and pushed her hoofs against the stony ground furiously - dancing in the waves they were waiting for here, laughing snarky.
“I even doubt I would have to witness your execution..“, Venom began in a fruitless advance to sooth her sad and bitter exclamation. But Sorrow didn't appear to listen to the great, black stallion, her eyes already gone blank and looking out onto the grey waters below the cliffs. The sea was wild again, roaring on top of her lungs, waves crashing into the dark rock that formed the cliff and the land itself. “Sorrow“, Venom tried to regain her attention. His own eyes had darted from her face toward the horizon far out on the sea. What an astonishing beauty Mother Earth created... such fierce and untamed wildness, yet beautiful beyond imagination. The stallion smiled sadly, his greenish, snake-like eyes yet returning toward the silvery mare. “I cannot promise you a long life but I am dedicated to keep you alive at any rate. Demons may haunt you, torture you in your sleep – but others, not as strong as yourself, have managed to keep the demons at bay. I expect you to never give up.“ He continued to follow her, returning to a powerful silence.
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03.08.2013, 16:58
»Sorrow Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
Venom
She snorted contemptuously. His loyalty was Raphael, the Archangel. He was the one, ordered her execution if there's only one little problem with Sorrow. And Venom couldn't do anything, if anyone seems to see some insanity in Sorrow's eyes. And even Venom has to report it to Raphael, if there's any indicaton of growing madness. "You can't do anything, Venom. I, myself, can't do anything. If his blood is as infectious as assumed, that's my end and you know that. It's only a question of time till they kill me. So why should I wait for this shameful und degrading moment? Why should I survive only to be executated now or then?" She spit her words out, like she was the snake and not him. She wanted to scrape his eyes, drink his blood, hat hime with every fibre of her body. But deep inside she felt, she can't hate him, even if the anger was big enough to make him believe that he's the worst creature of all for her.
13.08.2013, 20:52
» El Sincero Dieser Nutzer/Charakter wurde gelöscht.
Tenebrae
He ran as far as his hooves could carry him. He wanted to get away from home. Far away. He wanted to escape the obligations which would not suit him. He was not a crown prince. He was a simple stallion. As such, he would at least be treated. The life of a nobleman was beautiful, luxurious and problems were far from him. His father gave him a carefree childhood. Only the training as a soldier he had to pass. But that was not the life he wanted. High treason, they cried when he left. Treason. It said the death. And so he ran away.
He ran and ran and ran. Until he came to some steep cliffs. At the foot of the cliffs, the water whispered und murmored a sweet melody. And he was not the only one at the cliffs. There stood a mare, white und slight. With her a strange stallion, black and mysterious. It was not his intention to interfere with them. So he turned to the only other being on this cold and dark place. A foal. His hooves slid across the floor , quietly and gently. Until he stood before the young mare. "Hello," he said in his deep, trustworthy voice.
The black stallion's head jerked back, his ears snapping into his neck after hearing the grey mare's words. She was so blind! Such a stubborn, achingly beautiful but endlessly stubborn girl! How could she ignore everything he tried to tell her? How could she just go ahead, turn every word he'd said, lay the wrong things back onto his tongue? Venom growled, snarled, hissed. The serpent inside him did furiously so, spitting ravenous poison.
Green eyes flashed, stared into Sorrow's eyes unblinkingly, totally inhuman. “Stupid girl. There is just no talking to you! You don't even want anyone to help you or to like you. You pity yourself beyond everything else, not even trying. Such a coward, you are, Sorrow.“ He spat out the words, hurting the young mare with every syllable. And he intended to hurt her, did not do so by accident. His eyes burned a bright emerald, the colour of the grass below their hooves. Venom turned around, reared onto his hindlegs and sprang into a hard gallop away from his anger, away from the girl. But he came to a stop as suddenly as he'd started running, turning around to look back – at Sorrow.
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20.08.2013, 14:45
»Sorrow Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
Venom
His word cut deep into her flesh. Anger splashed over and she looked at him with eyes, small as slots. His words, were they true? Did the mare sank in self-pity? No. She wasn't willing to accept that. Silently she watched him. The calm before the storm. Granted, he was beautiful. His anger was bestial and animalistic. But she thought, it was attractive. Strong. Pleasant. She forbade herself such thoughts. He had hurt her, and now that he turned and walked away, he left her alone too. Maybe it was better that way. Nevertheless, she felt a stab in the heart. She turned. Willing to assume. At that moment, he stopped. And he looked at her. The blood froze in her veins. She wanted him. His proximity. His heat. But she forbade it. Instead she spat on at him . "That's all you can do? Runaway?"
The beast flashed in his eyes, the serpent inside him hissing, trying to break free. Venom realized if he'd be any weaker, the pretty greyish mare in front of him would be bleeding on the floor, perhaps dead by now. But instead he gritted his teeth, flared his nostrils and eyed Sorrow with hellish anger. "So now it's me, isn't it?" He pranced a few steps forward, closing the distance he'd put between themselves and by doing so perhaps sparing the girl's life. "Now I am the coward, the runaway... - the bastard who broke your silly girlish heart?" He knew his words were poison. But why should he pretend to be anything else if she'd send him away, again and again? He spat onto the ground, desperately trying not to take a look upon those beautiful unseeing eyes. Damn you, Uram. For ruining a young girl's dreams, for not showing mercy in ending her life. The black stallion's thoughts were furious. And in that sudden moment he realized, if Raphael told him to cast the lethal blow upon Sorrow, he'd be happy to do so.
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21.08.2013, 12:24
»Sorrow Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
Venom
His words were like arrows in her heart. Especially the last ones. He broke her heart, so he did. But she would never admit that. "Oh no, Venom." She spoke with her slow, hissing voice. "You only can break my heart, if you mean something to me." Her own words broke her heart twice. He meant something to her. A little too much, she had to admit. The venomous boy was important to her. And that's not good. Because there was no chance, to enable a friendship between them, to say nothing of love. She would be so happy to go to him. Inhale his fragrance. Feel his warm body. These feelings for him - poison. His name was the blank truth. He was venomous. He infected her heart with his eyes, his moves, his nearness. And now? He knew that there was no chance from the beginning. But he had not the heart to keep her from that pain. "You say I should try to survive. But theres no chance for me. And you know that, even better than I do. So why do you torture me?" A crystalline tear pearled out of her eyes. Her head turned, so he can't see the sign of her weakness.
21.08.2013, 18:16
»Tenebrae Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
El Sincero
Still the tiny mare sat there near the edge, her legs spread away from her body. Her little heart still pounded loudly in her chest, driven mad by the fear running threw her veins. She was still caught in what she had seen down there, wasn't able to catch which part of what she saw was real and which her dark imagination. So she didn't even notice a black stallion closing in on her. She was too focused on her thoughts, on what she thought hunted her. But the moment, he spoke to her in his deep, husky voice she cringed. Her ears went back to her neck and she closed her eyes violently. She told herself to breath steadily and then turned her head to look at what or who had greeted her that way. She was relieved to find that it wasn't one of the cruel monsters, but a pretty young, dark stallion. She forced herself to smile a little bit, she didn't want to lose her new company as fast as the two mares on the beach. She wiggled her ears a little confused, until she remembered – an answer would probably suit her good in this moment. “Um.. hello.”, she mumbled under her breath.
She then stood up pretty awakwardly and eventually grew heart enough to say out loudly, a little more perky. “Well, I'm Tenebrae and you?” She looked around, pleased to find, that no trees or big stones were around, that could generate a shadow big enough to house some of that bad, bad creatures. “We should be save her”, she whispered in the direction of the stranger and winked at him. Well, as long as they stayed away from the cliff.
22.08.2013, 22:14
» El Sincero Dieser Nutzer/Charakter wurde gelöscht.
Tenebrae
He carefully looked at the little mare. Her reaction fathered by fear, or at least uncertainty. Was she afraid of El Sincero? The black stallion was one of the good ones on earth. His heart beat in the right place. Since he lives, foals own his heart. He was the big black guy, playing with all the little rascals. They loved him, like he loved them. And that was enough to enable a great friendship. Now he was alone, fled from those who wanted to catch him. What if they had catched him? Had he to go back to his family as an rebel? A betrayer?
No. He won't go back. There's no one , he misses. His father.. okay. He loved his father. But since he left the valley and came back after a while, Conquistador changed. And now theres a little girl, his sister. All the heart belong to her, 'cause she is so cute. So pretty. So young. And especiallys, she's Mama's little girl. While his mother, Thalassa, left the little black stallion only a few minutes after his birth, the little miss was loved since the first second. So it is. And he will never go back there.
He realized, that the thoughts had ruled him. Apologetically he looked at the young mare, introducing herself as Tenebrae. What a beautiful name! He himself doesn't like his spanish one. "My Name is El... Cero. Call me Cero." he smiled, but deep inside it hurt. Cause his true name was El Sincero of Taif. But the time, he was named like that, was also over...
Had she really just asked that? Venom flashed his green eyes towards the grey mare, flaring his nostrils while he turned but remained silent. How could she spit out such words? - words honed to such perfection that they were daggers in his heart. The black stallion shook his head, apparently chasing away flys and mosquitos, but he shook away the venomous reply he wanted to throw at this silly girl. "Yeah, right. I could only break your heart if it were whole in the beginning", he said instead. It was a dry reply and the bitter words he'd choked down shook his whole body.
By the ancients! How much he'd like to lash out at Sorrow, strike her like the serpent that lingered inside his blood, the serpent which hissed whenever the greyish mare moved or spoke. Venom trembled, turned away his glance and started to prowl atop of the cliffs. The salty winds were harsh against his face, his mane getting wet from the seaspray and streaming against his neck. Then he stopped, closed his snake-like eyes and took in a deep breath. The salty air, the sea untamed and roaming free - it gave him strength and reassurance. Perhaps it truly was time to strike...
So the dark stallion turned, his eyes now aflame with an unnatural green colour. His muscles turned from sleek and mouth-watering delicious to lethal, waiting for the leap. "Sorrow." His voice was deep but it was barely more than a whisper. To him, it sounded like an apology.
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11.09.2013, 16:22
»Sorrow Dieser Charakter wurde eingefroren.
Venom
A thousand arrows injured her heart, as she looked at him. His elegant and aristocratic head. The muscles under the darkbrown and black velvet. The snake-like eyes with that greenish glimmer in it. Once more she wondered about him, his background. What is so special about him? Why isn't he like the other stallions, Sorrow knows? She remembered, she was fallen in love before Uram. She loved a boy and the boy loved her. But now? Maybe she would drink his blood. Maybe she had killed him? No matter. For this relationship, there's no future. She isn't the lovely girl anymore. Now sje's a beast, involved in the world of monsters. A monster herself.
She shook her head, as she notices his voice, sounding like an apology. She drew the skeptical brow. Was he serious? She could accept the offer of reconciliation. However, it was a hot-blooded mare, her blood was in flashes, boiled. But.... She was cut into two pieces. One, that hates Venom deeply. The stallion, that would accept, that his master killed her. The other one longed for him. A sharp hiss escaped her throat as she could not answer. Her pride and fear were in her way. "Where will it end, Venom?" She asked, desperate and sad.
17.09.2013, 20:04
» Dustin Dieser Nutzer/Charakter wurde gelöscht.
Who wants?
Dustin trotted into the style realm. He was looking for company. He was on the move and would like to get to know one another realm. The Valley of Horses Free had become slow to normal. He wanted more voltage. He went further and further into the realm Still. Where he was he did not know. He was looking for a conversation partner. Everywhere the snow lay. Everything was white. Even the cliffs on which he passed. He stopped and looked at the cliffs exactly. They looked interesant.
13.12.2013, 20:10
» Morgenröte Dieser Nutzer/Charakter wurde gelöscht.
Anyone who dares?
Fealty to one.
The sound of hoofs, rhythmic as the steady pattern of drums, cut through the crisp morning air. Weak rays of sunlight lit up the brownish colours of earth, caressing the vivid green of plants and warming swiftly beasts and saints alike.
Apart else - silence.
The jagged rhythm seemed to grow lowder, grew hectic and more straight forward, as a seemingly huge black horse approached. The black one's eyes shimmered through dark curtains of long, wavy hair and its nostrils were widened. The tall, muscular being trotted on until it reached the sharp coast line with its cliffs looming high above the relentless sea. There it came to a curt stop, rolling its musular neck and letting its breath out through its widened nostrils in tiny clouds. The black horse looked down, down toward the crashing sound of waves, toward the rough pillars of stone that lurked at the foot of the doomed cliffs.
Breathing in, the black horse turned and raised its head, watching the scenery. Sadness filled those dark eyes, peeking through strands of long, shiny mane. Memories upon memories came crashing like the waves of the sea underneath. The horse, a mare named Aliviana, but who'd styled herself as Morgenröte, to be precise, let her head fall and a heavy sigh escaped her.
Aliviana, keep that bloody head held high. None shall see you broken, not even the One.
Liv blinked, sighed again and regained her posture. Though she kept her head low but began studying the darkness of her coat, glittering softly in the morning sun's first rays. It wasn't truly black. It shimmered with soft colours, splitting sunlight and yet rejecting it. The tiny voice inside her spoke truth upon none-else. Her family's motto had always been Fealty to one and she'd pledged loyalty and alliance to the One. The One and Only who set the rules and laws for this world, who gave life and light, who righteous death to those to blind to see Him.
Why are they blind? Why can't they see? Stumbling into their own deaths... Preaching heretics and blasphemy, warring instead of creating peace.
Her thoughts were bitter and dark, as the world she was living in.
04.09.2014, 11:37
» Schneebeere Dieser Nutzer/Charakter wurde gelöscht.
Zeniko
The pretty female let the salty air flow in her lungs as she elegantly climbed the cliffs up to their very top. The view was fantastic from here, but she hardly cared since Schneebeere only wanted to have some peace. She wasn't tired of the games she played all the time with every male's heart that was so unlucky to cross her way, no. It was just the fact that recently her playpartners bored the black-white coloured beauty, and she considered her time to be too precious to waste it with dull, love-sick idiots like the ones she met in the past weeks. Nobody was fascinating enough to raise her interest, neither did she have the intention to prolong a tenacious game unnecessarily. When they began to talk about love, her first intention was to roll her eyes. But she couldn't do that, of course, it would ruin her perfomance. In the past, a few heartbroken dogs made a great scene when Schneebeere told them all her sweet words were lies and she actually couldn't care less about them, but since she arrived at this place, it didn't come so far. Maybe, she needed a challenge. Somebody who wouldn't make it easy for her to steal his heart. Yeah, I think I would like that … they made it all too easy for me, that's probably the reason why I'm bored. The sun rose like a blooming narcissus and her light let the female's silky fur glow in warm shades of orange and yellow. With her body covered in light, she resembled an angel. Nobody would expect this beauty to hide an infernal mind. Schneebeere didn't even think about the possibility to change her attitude so it would match the angel-like appearance. Honestly, why should she? I was a good girl once. And what did I get? A forced marriage organized by my ignorant parents and … She gulped hardly as cruel memories appeared in her head. There's no need to whine. Today, I am not the weak one. And I will never be again. A quiet sound suddenly raised Schneebeere's attention, she could also smell a foreign scent. The black-white female turned around, gracefully as always. Her orbs caught the look of a figure that was climbing up the cliffs. She quickly comprehended it was a wolf. Closely linked to dogs, but there still were a lot of differences. And in most cases, wolves were arrogant creatures and looked down on dogs like herself. Schneebeere smiled. She would teach him better if he tried to do so. Her black-blue eyes scrutinized the wolf in front of her. His fur was coloured in differents nuances of brown, black and grey, his eyes in a light hazel brown. Schneebeere forget all the bitter thoughts that had ran through her mind at the beginning. Would she really make her enjoyments in life dependant of inferior males? No way, it was her who made the rules. Her lips formed a stunning smile – not too wide and a bit mysterious – as she opened her mouth to greet the wolf. „Ah, look who we have there … I am surprised to see a wolf without his pack. So, what brings you here, all alone?“Time for another game, I guess.
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