Post by rhythmic on Mar 25, 2010 12:45:51 GMT -5
|| Aracadia
|| the BLIND
When someone tells you that you're worthless, do you believe them? I don't. When someone tells you that you can't do something, do you believe them? I don't. For most of my life, I have been called worthless, told that I couldn't do anything because I am blind. What lies those jealous horses tell. Even my mother and father wouldn't allow me peace, nor the other mares who had foals with disabilities.
Oh well, I'm just droning on now.
The multi colored femme moved slowly around the withered trees, her body winding and twisting in ways that shouldn't be possible for one of the blind. Her secret lay in the little orphan monkey on her back, buried in the mane that cascades over the mare's neck. The monkey would press on the mare's neck, depending on which way the mare needed to go. The Marwari vixen moved in a choppy rhythm; short, long, short, short, long, long, short. She didn't try to be graceful, she didn't want to be noticed, didn't want to call attention to herself.
Cia, the little monkey, clung to her neck, pushing this way and that to direct the femme. Ara, the mare, followed her directions easily, just as she listened to the earth under her feet. The sounds from the earth gave Ara comfort as she walked, speaking encouraging words to the femme. The mare brooded all the while, both thinking and listening to the earth. Leaves around her rustled this way and that, the femme knew not what it was, until the vibrations of a large animal came to her hooves. Cia began to chipper anxiously, grasping Ara's mane in her small hands.
Ara stopped walking when she realized that the animal was a horse, hooves had a way of giving off a certain sound. Her body quivered silently as she stood among the dead plants, which she thought were alive. Fear was evident in the way she was standing, this she knew and she tried to harden and conceal her true emotions. "Who is there? Show yourself!" She tried to sound firm, tried to make her voice hard. She wasn't about to allow anyone power of her, not even a King or Queen, no one would make her grovel again.
status| finished
notes| this post sucked bad, sorry. by the way it's open to everyone/anyone
