Beqanna.com

The Plains

Major battles may often take place in this land.

sweet sensations
IP: 77.98.211.44


Lost, somewhere between the Gates’ and the Meadow, eclipsed by the memories of a distant past and the ghosts of friends now cast away into the abyss, the mother had heard of her daughters plight. Flintfoot could scarcely describe how it felt, the knowledge that her baby was to enter into mortal peril. Just as any parent would, she longed to swap places, to spare her child the pain and crippling inflictions she could gain from this experience. If the contract had not been magical and binding, she would have done so too.

The small mare gingerly stood upon the top of the hill. Her legs shook, she struggled to stand, the bones no longer supporting her weight. The absent expressed that had fixated her life recently had faded, replaced by an aghast horror. Fear, remorse, that feeling as if you’ve been punched in the stomach and want to throw up – they all plagued her. She craned her head, twisting and turning, swaying on the spot to try and catch a glimpse of the daughter she had not seen in over a year. Moisture gathered in the corner of her eyes, holding her hostage to her emotions. It felt wrong being here to watch her child get beaten up: and they had the nerve to call it entertainment.

Suddenly Flinty saw her; Pevensie, her beautiful buttery-silver pelt stood out amongst the regular bays and greys. Seeing her child stood there, so tall and elegant, no longer the tiny filly that used to burry into her mothers side when a stranger would walk by. A gurgled laugh escaped her, drowned beneath the roars of the large crowd. She wished Degradation were here to see it.

“Nekana, give her your skill… Rocketdog, keep her fighting… Tree, watch over her,” she prayed below her breath, casting a forlorn plea towards the heavens above then returning – heart in mouth – to witness the plight of her youngest daughter.

F L I N T F O O T
image by Adam Foster at flickr.com


Replies:


Post a reply:
Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:
Link Name:
Check this box if you want to be notified via email when someone replies to your post.



© Beqanna.com | Last Updated: December 2010 | Contact Us
Disclaimer: All images used in this site are copyrighted to their original owner. No copyright infrigement is intended
If you are the copyrighted owner of any material on this site and wish for it to be removed, please let me know. | Layout Image Credits

Create Your Own Free Message Board or Free Forum!
Hosted By Boards2Go Copyright © 2000-2013
Our Sites: Wedding address collection  Wedding thank you wording