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 Posted: Wed Jul 14, 2010 8:27 am
As if it was all a funny joke Seraphia began to laugh. It was so cute that the little filly thought the love of a parent was enough. most parents, from what she had learned, were not at all like hers. They would love their children regardless of how defective they were. More parents should be like hers really, but then she couldn't even begin to imagine how all the other creatures could be nearly as perfect as her angel father and goddess mother.
"Oh no sweetie I'm afraid it isn't." She purred sadly running her wing up and down the little one's back. "You see, they are practically required to love their kin. You would have to find someone who isn't at all required to even like you." Someone more like herself would have to be found for the little broken shadow doll.
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Posted: Mon Jul 19, 2010 7:09 am
'Oh..so I will be alone for ever?' Mouse asked, her voice in a heartbreakingly sad pitch, well, enough to break the heart of anyone else hearing, not the mare that was currently toying with her emotions, not that she realised that.
She looked up at the mare, whose name she didn't even know, and who hadn't asked her own, and blinked through wet-rimmed eyes.
'You're very nice, thank you.' she sniffed, though there was still some instinct that was trying to tell her that the older mare wasn't all that she seemed. She squashed down such thoughts as the winged female had been nothing but comforting.
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Posted: Tue Jul 20, 2010 7:53 am
"I'm afraid that is likely to be true Little Shadow." She said softly as she drew back her wing. As the child looked up at her with teary eyes Seraphia's eyebrow twitched slightly. The young female was not very attractive when she cried. So few truly were. "Of course I'm nice small one." She said as she rose to her feet. She shook herself lightly sending ripples of light through her golden mane as it caught the sun. Her cross swayed with the movement and continued to move back and forth even as she stilled the weight of the metal acting as a pendulum. "I am an angel after all. We are made to be good."
For a minute she just looked down at the little broken one. Poor pathetic little broken doll. Seraphia could help but take a little joy at her state. "However...if you don't desire to be so...dreadfully lonely all the time...I believe I may be able to help."
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 4:17 am
She rubbed at her eyes again with a leg, the fur getting quite damp now in that spot. Mouse let out a heavy sigh; it was a terrible thing to learn at such a small age, that she would be so unloved in the world.
'An angel.' she said quietly, looking at the mare. Her ears pricked at the winged ones words and her face took on a light of hope.
'You can? What help, what kind of help?' the words bubbled out of her as she grasped onto them, a ray of light in her dark little worlds.
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Posted: Mon Aug 02, 2010 1:28 pm
A bit of a scowl twisted at Seraphia's face. Had the stupid child not figured out she was an angel by now? How insulting!
Still...
Her eyes wandered over the little one. Her eyes a bit red from crying. Her coat was drying from the tears wiped on it. Her tail still largely resembled a cats. Over all the child was a complete mess like a toy some human discarded because they no longer wanted it. So, so pathetic. So pathetic that she couldn't seem to get her mind from looping over how terrible the child looked.
Seraphia grinned.
"The best kind of help of course Little Shadow." She cooed ruffling her feathers a little. "The help of an angel's benediction. You will get all the love you'll ever really need...or know...from me." A surprisingly gentle smile for what she was saying settled over her lips. "All you have to do is stay with me until we're done. Doesn't that sound wonderful?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 12, 2010 8:23 am
'S-stay with you?' Mouse stammered, her eyes rounding in wonder. Truly she was a wonderful angel if she would make such an offer to one who was half-wrong and unloved by all except those that had to love her.
'It does..' she hiccuped, looking at the ground and scuffed it with her hooves.
'B-but what about my family? I can still see them yes?'
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Posted: Wed Sep 15, 2010 11:02 am
The smile that had been so beautifully lighting the mares face before vanished without a trace in the time it took a heart to beat once. The little filly had a lot of nerve asking something like that. Her she was being a real angel with a heart of gold offering the little one her valuable affections and all she could think of was her family. The ungrateful brat.
"Why would you need to see them Little Shadow?" she asked in a huff. Her feathers ruffled making her wings puff up a bit with obvious irritation. "I mean I suppose you could if you were one of those really desperate types. But you don't want to be one of them do you doll? No one would want to be one of those."
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Posted: Sun Dec 26, 2010 7:01 am
'..I suppose.' Mouse said, gulping and sniffing still. What had happened in these last few moments? One minute she had been scuttling along, then she'd met this..angel mare and now she was being seperated from her family after being told that she was wrong and that they only love she would need to get was from this female whose name she still had not been privy to.
She wiped her eyes on her legs again and looked up at Seraphia.
'W-what now then?'
Did she have to go with the mare? She supposed that was what it meant. She wondered if her family would miss her at all..
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Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 8:15 am
"Now?" She blinked at the little filly. Seraphia paused trying to figure out an answer to the child's question. It was simple enough but since when had she ever really planned for the future? "Hmm...now we cuddle." She declared tossing her mane a smug smile jumping onto her face. Trying to predict her emotions and reactions was very much like trying to predict which kernel of dried corn would pop first. It was next to impossible.
"And after cuddling..." After cuddling then what? She didn't know. Perhaps they could play a game? But a game didn't sound fun. Oh dear, trying to plan anything was very difficult. Then suddenly she knew exactly what she wanted to do after. "And after cuddling I will return home and you will wait right here for me until I come back to play again!"
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