make me. break me.

[chronic]

ooc; for Crazy. <3
sorry it took so long. :[



Pink salmons flared gently, head curling under her neck gently, reaching downward reaching for the light blades of grass. After nibbling on a few stalks, hunger not fully reaching it's peak. She moved forward, her almost white neck glittering like silver in the sun that loomed overhead, lighting her world. Smoldery, ebony eyes shrouded by locks of white to gray forelock gently searched the horizon. Birds fluttered past, silent wings beating the air lightly to push themselves off of the ground. And it was then when the ivory coated mare longed to fly aswell, abreast the birds and other flying animals. Snorting unpleasantly, she whirled around, ears pinned to her skull in a sign of discomfort. Stalking forward, her expression lightened somewhat, and she continued forward. The female was elegant. Her nose and her face entirely were long and slender, her nose was dished almost like that of an Arabian. Her ears aswell were long, and thin. It gave her a serene doe like appearance. Her neck was long, and muscled lightly, with a then chest, nimble, able legs, capable of high speeds. A slender body, she was a tad bit on the lean side, with nicely rounded hindquarters. But looks were horribly deceiving.

The female was nearly not as sugary sweet as she looked. She was twisted. She walked the traitorous path of that of a dark. Behind the glistening ebony eyes lay what truly created her. A bed filled with seduction, lies, deceit. She snickered lightly, walking forward, hooves gently crushing the plants underfoot. The female was untamable, she lived for sharp retorts, and making others, then breaking them. Her reputation grew in her old lands, and she could no longer create tormet without others knowing who she was. So she simply left, look for new lands, and new victims. she didn't physically harm them, no, unless it came to it, they weren't worth a precious scar upon her flawless hide. She simply distorted them, with seduction and lust, then a cruel crash land to reality awaited them next. It was what she lived for. Shivers of moderate cold ran along her, under her skin, and she shivered lightly, picking up her pace into a light trot, gently floating on the air as she careened forward, threateningly silent. She stuck out during the night, radiant like the moon, but not nearly as bright. The grasslands stopped suddenly, giving way to a city, over run with plants and nature. She spent no time deciding her fate, figuring if she got into trouble, she could wiggle her way out of it. Leaping forward, her hooves hit crumbled concrete and she pushed off, little specks of the ground flying out behind with with a light spray. But sleepiness hit her and she began to tire, slowing from a canter to a walk, on the lookout for any suitable sleeping places.

Her eyes spotted a crumbly overhang, and she beelined toward it, lids flickering from sleep deprivation. Without hesitation she was asleep, sides rising and falling with each breath inhaled. She woke with the sun, it's rising pattern glistening on her grey coat. the scent of horses caught her, once that she had not noticed before, and she curiously began forward, interested in what may lay ahead of her. She came to a clearing, and what seemed like some sort of claiming ground. Stopping short, she inspected the others, eyes riveted on them carefully. it had been awhile since she had seen others, and it was almost funny seeing another figure besides her reflection or a stray animal. She moved forward, ears perked forward in a curious manner, however they pinned themselves when she passed another, giving the warning she was not to be messed with. Pinning her ears ever more harshly, she made her way toward a wall, where then she let her guard down, allowing her ears to swivel around. She leaned her bodice against the cool cement for a few moments before snapping back into action. If anyone wanted to talk to her, she was fine of that, but they would get a mouthful of spunk.

[329]

The air was bitterly cold and drafty this morning as I flew; its thin fingers raking themselves through my wings and every time they touched my bones, they would send a pulsing shiver through me. The clouds around me were thick and icy, and I was having a hard time of seeing at the moment. No matter how many times I would try to blink away the moisture, it would only come back, and come back twice as thick as before. I thrashed a foreleg wildly, loosening up my tightened throat and letting my feelings show through a deep, rolling grumble. I then dipped my left shoulder down, flying side-ways at a downward angle till I reached an altitude at which I could see the empty streets below.

With the sun mottled out by the dense canopy of clouds above me and below it, my shadow was not cast upon the ground, it was almost as if I did not exist at the moment, something I quite liked the idea of, giving myself an edge on those littering the ground below. No matter, one thing I knew I had to have, before any such evil congregation was to be formed, was a woman, and so I kept a keen eagle’s eye locked on the ground, looking for any one that might strike a fancy to my out-of-sync heart.

Down below, I see a group of women gathered in the clearing, a place that was well known and created for such purposes as picking a woman to ‘own’ sort of speak. I smirked, and teetered side-ways, perpendicular to the ground, with my legs flung out towards the left. And then in the next second, I was flying normal, slowing down my jets till I came in for a quiet landing upon a tall, steepled building that was close to the clearing, close enough that I could see all whom I had to choose from. I carefully maneuvered my body around to another position, leaning out my head so I could scan them better. I then slapped my wings against the building, as if that would better my balance all the more. Groaning when I notice none seemed to be worthy, I began to pick myself back up, readying myself for a quick dive bomb into their little party, when I saw a stark white grey lady walking into the picture. Then was when I decided to hang a little longer.

I watched with a satisfied grin upon my dark lips as she maneuvered herself through all the bundled ladies. Silencing them with harsh glares and quick snaps to her ears. “Now this might be worth some time…” I thought, my black eyes looking over her, and in my mind, I was picturing all the naughty things she might be able to do. I smirked and then quickly leaped outward, letting go of my perch and then I coiled up. I was heading straight down, with my wings folded neatly against my sides. The sudden wind was crazy strong, but my stream-line figure broke through it easily, leaving me only with the constant humming in my ears as the world whizzed by me, or rather, as I whizzed by the world.

I forced my wings out, slowing my momentum down and causing me to jerk upwards with sudden lift, but I calmly lowered my figure back down onto the beaten asphalt. My cracked and split hooves murmured little scrapes out to the world as they scooted along the hard ground, but the world was hardly silent this morning. It almost seemed as if the bustling city life was back in moment, a life that I did not get to see for the longest time, a life that I will never see again because they were all dead. Grumbling, I turned my head for a moment, looking at my reflection in a dusty glass window; my eyes looked over the broken piece of horn that jutted out of my forehead, bone that was the last memory I had of the life before death.

My body hardly looked like the weather-beaten old hag it should be, as I am something older than two thousand years old, but when I gave my life up, my age was forever held immortal. With my eyes jutting into the back of the white female, I quietly strutted up behind her and with a deepened voice, I muttered, “Why so alone...?” I had a quite amused, smug look slapped across my face and was quite wanting to feel the heat of her tongue, heat I knew she had somewhere in her personality.

COUNT; 773
POST; complete
OOC; I will have to finish it later because I really want to keep reading this book! Hehe..it is sooo terribly good! Rebel Angels by Libba Bray
EDIT; finally finished it..but i finished the book like last week, sorry love!