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~ never ever mistake her silence for weakness. [Romulus]





~ never ever mistake her silence for weakness,



"Romulus"

His name dances across her lips and settles on her dark lips. And in this same moment a chill runs the length of her back - at just the thought of his touch. She closes her dark gaze and tilts her chin towards the midnight sky and to the brilliant full moon. She bathes in its silvery light, it caresses every strand of her knotted mane and slender curve of her body. Another breath across her lips before she finally opens her eyes and steps across the vacant clearing and to the water's edge.

A smile touches her whiskered lips as she gazes for a brief moment at the reflection on the pool's surface. There is a light within her dark gaze, one that has been brought to life just by his touch and kind words. Her ears rotate gracefully atop her head and brush together in the center, like that of an angelic halo. She traces the delicate curve of her nose and the line of her cheekbones - never before has she been allowed to stare for so long at her own reflection.

A Mahrib woman does not take part in vane acts.

She clears her throat as the teaching creeps its way back into her thoughts and grips at her soul. "I don't need you anymore," she whispers angrily.

She pushes herself from the muddy shore and into the cool waters. She didn't need the teaching or the old way. She needs to be left alone and to forge her own path without the guilt or shame clouding her mind. She pushes herself deeper in a desperate attempt to draw the thoughts from her mind and fill it with the frigid waters of the Falls. The water's crawl up her legs, to her sides and finally the frigid water's take her breath away and with it the thoughts.

Her mind goes clear and her eyes brighten the deeper she pushes herself into the pool at the foot of the roaring Falls. The current is swift and it tugs and pulls at her. Yet, she presses forward until she is beneath the Falls, there is raw power and it shakes her with its roar. She can feel its icy grasp and the clarity it provides to a wandering soul. Another breath leaves her lips as she finally pushes herself beneath the cascading waters. It thunders and roars down on her, and for a moment she holds herself there.

She stumbles back from the Fall's grasp and into the pool, her body shakes and quivers with the icy temperature. "Thank you for clarity," she whispers as she dips her delicate crown to the mighty Falls.

The water's part around her slender body as she presses herself back toward the shore. Yet, she pauses while the water is knee deep as a shadow moves within the darkest shadows. Her heart thunders wildly against her ribs - in hopes that it is him - that he has found her at last. And then from the shadows he emerges.

"Romulus," his name but just a whisper on her dark lips "I knew you would come."



D h a n i y ā


Silent Woman of Mahrib

Marwari - 4 years - 14.2 hh - Mare - Panagre Bay Min Sabino

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