Falls
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Posted on July 26, 2020 at 05:50:39 AM by Sabriel
Sabriel had fled in a panic, letting instinct dictate every motion of her body and fear form a grey haze over her senses. She ran even when her lungs burned with each breath, and her limbs threatened with each stride to spill her onto the ground. Perhaps she would have continued to run forever, if not for the overwhelming thirst that had begun to make itself known - and the dim rush of running water that filled her ears. Suddenly, she was awake again, with the knowledge that this was not a nightmare that she would wake up from. But in that instant of lucidity, the dark mare recognized that the rumbling of hooves that had pursued her was now absent. It was a small comfort to have escaped Solomon, knowing that his seed could be quickening within her even as she slowed to a steady lope, and then a walk. But given the dark event she had just endured, she grasped at that single reassurance with the desperation of a creature who had narrowly escaped tumbling to their death.
Still, she was like a doe when she finally drew to a halt at the stream’s edge - blue eyes darting everywhere, pointed ears twitching at even the slightest sound. It was a few minutes before she felt comfortable enough to lower her head for a drink, and then the lightest snick of a twig sent her rushing across the stream, scattering crystalline droplets through the air in a beautiful array. But without the immediate threat of the champagne stallion, fatigue was quick to reassert itself. Soon she was walking through the wood, following the sound of the water even though her immediate thirst had been slaked. Solomon’s scent still clung to her white-sworled coat, an overbearing reek for the memories that she associated with it. If there was a deep enough pool - or even a wider stream - ahead, she should like nothing more than to lie down in it and let it wash her shame away.
If only it could also purify her womb.
When she emerged tentatively into the clearing, dusk had begun to shroud the features of the land beneath an indistinct grey blanket. A few others stood here, but Sabriel took as little notice of them as they did of her, heading directly to the pool instead. Once there, she did not pause until she had submerged herself up to the top of her withers. The stinging of her superficial wounds - some caused by her reckless flight through the trees, others by Solomon’s teeth - was soothed by the cool water. But most of her relief came in the cleansing of the act, the knowledge that she was ridding herself of the tobiano stallion in what ways she could. If his seed had not taken, it could be as if he had never existed.
But if it had…
Violently, her mind sought to reject the subject - unable to cope with what today’s actions might portend. Not wanting to face the irrefutable truth - that as she had been forced into the act, so she would also be forced to harbor the life that might grow within her. To raise it as unwillingly, as bitterly as Morrigan had raised her. But the thought clung to her as effectively as Solomon had, riding out the tumultuous waves of both denial and anger. Finally, these two emotions broke, and yielded to a third. Her head dipping so low that her breath stirred ripples on the glassy surface of the water, Sabriel’s sapphire eyes fell shut and she began to sob in anguish.
Replies:
- without the fear we are all as good as dead - By bondurant August 4, 2020 at 03:57:24 AM
- the dark, the light, the shame - By Sabriel August 9, 2020 at 06:00:03 AM
- without the fear we are all as good as dead - By bondurant August 12, 2020 at 04:20:11 AM
- the dark, the light, the shame - By Sabriel August 14, 2020 at 06:53:15 AM
- without the fear we are all as good as dead - By bondurant September 1, 2020 at 02:31:05 AM
- the dark, the light, the shame - By Sabriel September 5, 2020 at 03:50:25 AM
- without the fear we are all as good as dead - By bondurant September 1, 2020 at 02:31:05 AM
- the dark, the light, the shame - By Sabriel August 14, 2020 at 06:53:15 AM
- without the fear we are all as good as dead - By bondurant August 12, 2020 at 04:20:11 AM
- the dark, the light, the shame - By Sabriel August 9, 2020 at 06:00:03 AM
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