Posted on July 15, 2025 at 07:25:17 PM by W I † C H E
† recite your prayers in the dead of night †
Witche had welcomed the strom when it had arrived and raged above. She climbed to the crest of the highest dune and relished as every raindrop splashed over her golden coat. She giggled along with every clap of thunder and her brown eyes lit up with every flash of lightning. It was always too hot and too dry here and this storm offered a brief reprieve from that. But as quickly as it had arrived the dark clouds simply dissipated. Leaving the dunes to their usual quiet state. It won’t be long before the merciless sun made sure there was no trace that there even had been a storm. Bored! Bored! Bored! Witche thought to herself as she marched along the top of the dune. Her dainty legs stomped through the sand in a clear display of her annoyance. Lucifer had been quick to pounce on her in the common lands. He claimed her as his own and brought her here to this boring place. Why? Now she hardly saw him. It was fun when she had his full undivided attention, but these days she had to share him with his other mares and of course his children. Witche didn’t like sharing but it was something she had to tolerate being part of the herd. Maybe he spent more time with his other mares than he did with her? Well, she huffed, if that was the case then why? Was she now not good enough for him or something? A devious thought crept into her head, what would happen if she ran away? Her lips twisted into a smirk as she entertained the notion. How long would it take for the demon king to notice her absence? She looked over her shoulder as if expecting to see his dark form looming over her. For all she knew he liked to look at her from afar. She was rather pretty, at least she liked to think so. Mocha hued eyes returned to the path ahead of her when she spotted something in the sand below her in the near distance. It was a tall black and white horse. His cologne on the hot wind told Witche that this unfamiliar horse was a male and not a member of her herd. Oh, Lucifer probably won’t like that! A devious smile spread across her face. This was her chance to finally have some fun. Galloping down the slope of the dune the palomino mare swiftly closed the gap between them. As she drew nearer she slowed her gate to a trot and started to circle him like a shark that had smelt blood in the water. She wasn’t afraid of him, but she thought it best to stay out of kicking distance. Dark chocolate eyes freely scrutinised his painted form. He was very young but he was already a big boy. Of course he wasn’t as tall as Lucifer. She let out a childish giggle. “And what do we have here?” She cooed as she continued to trot around him in circles. “I don’t think you’re meant to be here,” she sang childishly, “Does Lucifer know you’re here?” W I † C H E  |
Image from Digimon Survive
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- You’re playing my game now. - By LUCIFER July 30, 2025 at 04:27:34 AM
- someone told me not to cry - By Aether July 31, 2025 at 02:55:45 PM
- recite your prayers in the dead of night - By W I † C H E August 2, 2025 at 09:21:59 PM
- someone told me not to cry - By Aether July 31, 2025 at 02:55:45 PM
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