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[[ S.I.R.E.A.P ]]

xX Sireap Xx
'I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you'

The sky was a dark, pitless thing. Gray clouds rolling across it's blackness, giving warning of a storm. The air was thick with a silvery fog that rolled across the expanse of the terra and the sea. The water's where dark, lapping against the sand and the ashen rocks that protuded from the shallow depths. A wind picked up, bringing a biting coldness to the area. A owl cried from inside the forest, the sound echoing over the dark beach, and far into the darkness of the sea. A large dark wave came forth to slam against the ground. Thunder rumbled, and lightning flashed like a white cut into the dark sky. Everything was so quiet...and deserted. Then, the soft sound of splashing was heard.

A equine was in the shallow water's. Her rump and rear pillars where down, her front pillars stretched out tauntly, crown lowered. The equine must have fallen and was trying to stand, but to no avail. She was a unique equine...seemed to be to worthy of the lands here. Her crown was finely shaped, yet more of andalusian then arabian. Her tear-drop auds where pointed to the sides, water dripping from their edges. Long, ashy lashes framed her orbs that where wide, beautiful things. Their color was a golden molten chocolate. Her nostrils where flared as she breathed deeply. Upon her forehead was a skewar, the color of diamond ivory. Her crown connected to a long, arching neck. Thick strands of ivory mane rolled down her neck, and her forelock moved down to brush against her neck. Her chest was small, with long front pillars. The pillars where splayed out, those muscular things standing in three feet of water, cloven ivory daggers out of view. Her torso was rounded, with a powerful rump and plume that was cascading into the water's. Her rear pillars where out of view, hidden by mist and water alike. Her pelt was a glorious hue of purple with silver run through. Oh the beauty she beheld!

The equine once more tried to stand, before finally making it to all four pillars. She stood shakily, water dripping from her pelt. A snort escaped her maw as she spoke softly Dang, should know better then to come out when there is a fog she murmured, her lyrics earthy and rich. Blindly, she walked forth to the beach, stumbling every now and then because she couldn't see much. Spotting a large flat rock, the equine leaped up onto it and shook herself once. She shivered from the wind, and glanced around. The mist clung to her, and with her purple hue coat, she looked like a divine ghost. Her crown tilted as she scanned the place before finding the shore. With a snort, she leaped off the rock and bounded to it.

When she reached the sandy ground, she shook herself once more, water dripping from her. No more going out there she murmured, and turned to glance at the forest. She shifted slightly before walking forth, knowing the woods would provide shelter from the storm brewing up. Though as she walked, her sense of hearing picked up the sound of daggers touching the terra. Her crown swung to the left, auds pricked. Who is there? she questioned, stepping forth. The equine was no chicken, and was highly curious of what was out there. Having not seen one of her kind, a equine, for a while she wanted to know who was coming. Be it Pegasus, Unicorn like she, or one of those disgraces, she wished to speak to it.

Holding her breath, she waited with a patient mind. Her stance calm, but muscles taunt. It was always good to be prepared.

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[FAUKS.]

s k i s k e l,
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The unipeg stag was certainly a different kind of equine. His steps were silent when he wanted them to be, his body made no sound as it moved in an almost dream-like fashion. Even his sides and nares held no movement of breath. He was not dead, he was very much alive. If he stood still the only thing that moved was his mane and tail fluff in the breeze. Or the rustling feathers on his raven wings. The stag’s glowing blue markings wrapped around his body, and his eyes, making it hard to focus on them, making them seem invisible.

Leave it all behind you now,

His long pillars were stocky and well muscled as he carried himself at a brisk trot. There was a very slight crunching noise from the sand hitting his hooves, his lion-like tail lashed in the pelting rain as it fell from the crying sky. The stag’s black neck as arched gracefully, his powerful muscles bunching. But wait. What was that sound? He changed his stride ever so slightly, making his hooves slide smoothly into the sand instead of hitting the grains, making a noiseless movement as he went to investigate the noise. It’d sounded like a fae’s voice. The stag threw his head up and moved silently out of his rocky cover.

The final wall is breaking down,

His movements were unique. Not only silent, but if whenever he moved a normal eye would see the afterimages slowly fading from where he’d been. Almost like watching him in slow motion, like he moved in layers. The appearance made it look like he was moving far slower than he actually was. His large black wings were pulled tightly against his sides, the rain water sliding over the sleek surface of his feathers. His mane was clinging to his neck from the water that poured from the sky.

We are what it's all about,

As he approached the fae he couldn’t help but think how beautiful she was. Her illuminant purplish - ivory coat, the horn from her head and the ivory locks. She must be a unicorn, he thought, before speaking, “Greetings, fair lady,” he greeted her. His voice was deep and rough, but at the same time held a sort of gentlemanly tone to it. “I’m sorry if I startled you.” He bowed his head slightly, the horns beneath his eyes flashing as a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky above them. He let his black wings unfold from his sides, stretching far from his body before curling them above his head. “Wings, good for rain cover,” he said, joking with her. From this position, his still sides, void of all natural movement were visible, his nares held still as well. Of course air still pulsed through his system; he was just able to breathe without noticeable movement.

Nothing can stop us now.

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