Post by coco on Apr 18, 2009 0:00:22 GMT -5
CASMIR
Stand up, hold on, let go, shout out
The snowy white stag wandered through the crisp terra, the green blades of grass dancing at his feet, parting to and fro like a giant emerald ocean. The smell of salty water bilowed through the air and danced around his nostrils. A line of pristine trees stood off in the distance, and the dark brown orb caught a glimpse of sparkling blue waters. Breathe in. Exhale. Breathe in. Exhale. The chest moved with a steady movement, heart thumping in his ribcage. Something was wrong. Sure, he enjoyed the solitude, but this area where the swaying grasses met the grainy sand...It was too quiet...
Don’t barf, free fall, begin right now
Casmir lifted a pale muzzle into the skies which stretched over the beautiful lands. There was no smell, aside from the lush plant beneath him, the salt from the vast pool of water and wind. No equines, complete and direct loneliness...A smile stretched over the features, eyes now twinkling. This is why he had run from that witch of a mare. To this stunningly quiet land of peace and serenity. Daggers fell with a small thud, the ground absorbing much of his punch. Curiosity ruled his thoughts now, white stilts pulling the elegant bodice forwards. Emptiness sped past the stag as he searched through the land. Each sight of something new made the broken heart shudder, as if the green grasses or the magnificent pale blue ocean were fixing the jagged organ. The ocean. A thought of realization cliped his mind. All the water in the world to practice with, and no-one to join him.
Get lost, get loud, wake up, break out
Stalks now ripped through the turfing, willing the horse closer and closer to the cliff wall. A hearty, possessive cry whipped through the winds as he cried out to the heavens above. The pace slowed when he reached the cliff wall, body now shoving itself into the blue skies. Cranium rolled back as a joyous scream wandered past his lips and out into the beach below.
Don’t stop ’till it feels like
This was his own, perfect little haven, his own little Niebiosa
Whoa
[/size]Stand up, hold on, let go, shout out
The snowy white stag wandered through the crisp terra, the green blades of grass dancing at his feet, parting to and fro like a giant emerald ocean. The smell of salty water bilowed through the air and danced around his nostrils. A line of pristine trees stood off in the distance, and the dark brown orb caught a glimpse of sparkling blue waters. Breathe in. Exhale. Breathe in. Exhale. The chest moved with a steady movement, heart thumping in his ribcage. Something was wrong. Sure, he enjoyed the solitude, but this area where the swaying grasses met the grainy sand...It was too quiet...
Don’t barf, free fall, begin right now
Casmir lifted a pale muzzle into the skies which stretched over the beautiful lands. There was no smell, aside from the lush plant beneath him, the salt from the vast pool of water and wind. No equines, complete and direct loneliness...A smile stretched over the features, eyes now twinkling. This is why he had run from that witch of a mare. To this stunningly quiet land of peace and serenity. Daggers fell with a small thud, the ground absorbing much of his punch. Curiosity ruled his thoughts now, white stilts pulling the elegant bodice forwards. Emptiness sped past the stag as he searched through the land. Each sight of something new made the broken heart shudder, as if the green grasses or the magnificent pale blue ocean were fixing the jagged organ. The ocean. A thought of realization cliped his mind. All the water in the world to practice with, and no-one to join him.
Get lost, get loud, wake up, break out
Stalks now ripped through the turfing, willing the horse closer and closer to the cliff wall. A hearty, possessive cry whipped through the winds as he cried out to the heavens above. The pace slowed when he reached the cliff wall, body now shoving itself into the blue skies. Cranium rolled back as a joyous scream wandered past his lips and out into the beach below.
Don’t stop ’till it feels like
This was his own, perfect little haven, his own little Niebiosa
Whoa