Posted on July 25, 2012 at 05:43:01 AM by Vesti
Listen, love, you have to pull yourself together! the Voice chimed at the unmoving mess of brown. “No,” croaked the tired voice of the mare. “Go find something else to pester.” Can’t do that. I’m stuck with you. Now, please… pull yourself together! Or at least do something before you die of boredom! The idea was only more amusing to the mare.
She considered venturing out across the dunes on many occasions. Sometimes, she’d nearly knocked up the nerve to do so. But, she’d always faltered at the edge of the large oasis that she was confined to. The vast emptiness of the surrounding wasteland terrified her. The idea of braving that sea of shifting sand and piercing sun, it was too much for the already half-crazy mare.
“So what would you suggest?” Snapped Vesti. “Can’t run in this heat. Can’t run in this sand. I haven’t seen anyone but that thing that brought me.” She snorted. She’s bored, she’s depressed. There’s little to do in this new prison of hers. If she left, she ran the risk of dying due to the heat, lack of water, or hunger. She was pretty sure she’d just wander in circles anyway. The sand is hard for the mare to move in, so even a lope is an art she has yet to master.
No. Vesti has come to accept the fact that she is now a prisoner of the Sand Sea.
And she’s bored with one one to talk to but the Voice in her head. And gods knew she was sick of that Voice.
She considered venturing out across the dunes on many occasions. Sometimes, she’d nearly knocked up the nerve to do so. But, she’d always faltered at the edge of the large oasis that she was confined to. The vast emptiness of the surrounding wasteland terrified her. The idea of braving that sea of shifting sand and piercing sun, it was too much for the already half-crazy mare.
“So what would you suggest?” Snapped Vesti. “Can’t run in this heat. Can’t run in this sand. I haven’t seen anyone but that thing that brought me.” She snorted. She’s bored, she’s depressed. There’s little to do in this new prison of hers. If she left, she ran the risk of dying due to the heat, lack of water, or hunger. She was pretty sure she’d just wander in circles anyway. The sand is hard for the mare to move in, so even a lope is an art she has yet to master.
No. Vesti has come to accept the fact that she is now a prisoner of the Sand Sea.
And she’s bored with one one to talk to but the Voice in her head. And gods knew she was sick of that Voice.
{mare}[4]{sorrel ((ee//Aa))}[quarter horse x morgan]{dangerous dunes}[unknown heritage]{childless}[by blushie]
Replies:
- Let there be fire. - By BADR July 26, 2012 at 07:38:26 AM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti July 28, 2012 at 10:32:21 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR July 31, 2012 at 09:56:47 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti July 31, 2012 at 10:56:23 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 2, 2012 at 07:05:40 AM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 3, 2012 at 00:39:31 AM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 9, 2012 at 06:20:33 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 14, 2012 at 06:51:46 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 16, 2012 at 06:12:10 PM
- x. - By badr August 28, 2012 at 08:21:24 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 16, 2012 at 06:12:10 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 14, 2012 at 06:51:46 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 9, 2012 at 06:20:33 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti August 3, 2012 at 00:39:31 AM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR August 2, 2012 at 07:05:40 AM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti July 31, 2012 at 10:56:23 PM
- Let there be fire. - By BADR July 31, 2012 at 09:56:47 PM
- Just Some Old Flotsam and Jetsam - By Vesti July 28, 2012 at 10:32:21 PM
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