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[PRP] A sigh in the dark, a leap of faith. (Bloom x Slender)

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The_Great_Book_Wyrm

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PostPosted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 4:58 am
The doe was standing at the edge of a cliff.

Not in the metaphorical sense, either. That would have been a lot safer, for then, at least, Bloom could at least sense the danger, understand it on some level.

But the cliff was very real, and Bloom was one step away from imminent death.

A more comforting fact, however, was that the clueless young doe had been standing there for quite some time, and seemed Ğ°ware that something dangerous was lying ahead. In fact, she had even tested the ground in front of her several times, seeking foothold and trying to test the depth of the rift in front of her.
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Which might have tipped off any unexpected observer to the fact that she was blind.

Furthermore, she could not gauge the depth of the obstacle without losing her balance and tumbling

She could take a leap of faith, hoping that the ravine or ditch, Motherfather knows which, was shallow enough not to break her legs from the fall, so that she could make her way across it into a territory she knew well enough not to die of hunger in.

Or she could try and walk alongside the edge, hoping that the way around was long enough to overcome before dark while painstakingly checking every few minutes if she was on the right path, circling fallen trees that blocked her way and taking hours to make what any other kin would have made in a few minutes.

It was not a good decision to make.

But Bloom didn't have a choice.

And never did, although she had made countless decisions like this, every day for all of her life. Decisions in which one way lead to pain and patience, and another to certain death. She had made the right decisions so far, or made mistakes that were allowable.

The one she was about to make, however, wasn't.

The doe tensed her muscles and prepared to jump.  
PostPosted: Thu Sep 27, 2012 6:35 am
"Do not jump."

The voice emerges seemingly from nowhere, and it is as deep as a quiet lake and just as inscrutable, the rumbling of a stormcloud. But it sounds, for lack of a better word, concerned.

Slender had been aware of the doe's presence for some time: had heard her moving and had smelled her with his nose nearly as sharp as a dog's, had seen the shifting shadows breaking up the patterns of light that were the closest thing he had to sight. And for quite some time he had simply done as he frequently did: remained silent, unnoticeable, an invisible sentry. But until she bunched up to jump--an action he discerns as a shrinking of her shadow, perceives from the sound of the vegetation shifting beneath her--he had not known why she waited.

He still doesn't, as he makes clear. Slender had mistaken the pawing for hesitation, the wait for introspection. He cannot see her face, or the blank, unfocused quality of blind eyes.

"There are far better things. What has gone so far wrong that you would do such a thing? There is truly grief in living, but so much?"  

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The_Great_Book_Wyrm

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PostPosted: Sat Sep 29, 2012 1:13 am
The doe flinched from surprise, and nearly fell when her body contorted from trying to jump and halt at the same time. Bloom uttered a soft "Oh!" as she struggled to regain control of her limbs, her delight and wonder mixing with surprise and wariness in a single sound. She wasn't used to talking with other Kimeti, much less other Kin. Few passed through the small patch of land she could rightfully call hers, the only piece of the world she could feel safe in, where she didn't have to be afraid of dying from a sudden fall, or thirst and hunger.

She was a very lonely Kimeti. But she knew too well how dangerous it was to try and walk outside of her tiny world's boundaries. Her current predicament was caused by a mere walk of five minutes from her safety perimeter. Five minutes was more than enough for someone blind to lose their way, and die from unseen((I am the WORST)) circumstances.

But perhaps something good come out from this.

"C-could you tell me why I shouldn't jump? I need to get to the other side, and I don't know how wide this, uh, ditch is! Can you see? Could you help me?" Bloom tried her best to raise her voice, but the best she could do was make it louder than a whisper.

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PostPosted: Sat Sep 29, 2012 1:42 am
There is a pause, perhaps even long enough for her to fear that she has been abandoned--or that she hallucinated the voice at all. But it is broken by movement, by steps approaching. Slender has picked up a small stone in his mouth.

When the stranger moves nearer it becomes clear that he is--different, somehow. And perhaps her inexperience with other Kin will be enough to hide that strangeness, but then perhaps it will not: perhaps she will recognize that he is far too different from herself. His steps are long and slow and seem to cover far too much ground, and his presence looms far too tall: the sound of his heartbeat, if she can discern it, a heavy thud higher than her own eyes.

He drops the stone at his feet as he arrives next to her, and his voice is throbbingly deep this close, and startlingly high up, as if he perched in a tree. "Listen," he rumbles.

He gives the stone a push over the edge, and it falls down a rocky scree, making a clattering as it does so. The clattering goes on for quite some time--and it is impossible not to think of her own body doing the same, tumbling that long forever distance. When the noise halts it can barely be heard.

"Listen," he says again, before she can possibly react, and there is the sound of bones creaking like tree limbs as he folds himself up to lie on his stomach next to her, and he reaches out his neck over the precipice and he makes a long keening sound: the sort of wordless singing Kimeti excel at, although his voice is bass and frightening and huge, not the thin high noise that most Kimeti produce. The sound ventures away and bounces back from some distant wall: very far away, although muffled in some way, as though perhaps there are trees or other obstructions strewn across the valley between the pair and the far side.

"I do not think," he says, slowly rising again with a ponderous unfolding of limbs, "that you could manage that leap, unless perhaps you had wings. Do you have wings? I thought you meant to end your life. I thought you were perhaps in despair."  

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PostPosted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 3:03 am
Bloom nearly sobbed when the voice didn't reappear. She was so tired of being alone, of nursing her bruises every day, of waiting for someone, anyone to help her.

But then her ears - oh so sharp from frequent use and reliance on hearing - caught the muffled sound of footsteps, and the doe's face lit up with a grin - a grin of a child who had just been praised by her parents. Her happiness was marred a bit by surprise - she hadn't remembered anyone taking steps that big, or someone who's heart thumped quite so loudly above her, not that she had many to remember - but her lonely soul was a sense sharper than any other in discerning that the Kin (She wasn't sure who he was, not yet.) was just as lonely, just as tired of a solitary existence as she.

So when he asked twice, in a deep voice devoid of malice, she listened.

And as she listened, she grew frightened. Not of her new acquaintance, no. She knew too little of what other Kin sounded like to be frightened by his deep voice, his keening that sounded like nothing she knew except the angry sky, and she trusted him like a lost chick who lost her mother and found a new protector.

It was her own helplessness she grew afraid of.

For, if this huge guardian hadn't told her to stop, she would have died, and she would have been lucky to die an easy, instant death and not through a torturous pain of thirst that could not be sated because of broken legs and spine.

Her legs shook, and she plopped on her rump with a shaky sigh, realization hitting her. She barely took in her Savoir's(For who could he be but a Savoir?) words, but laughed at his last sentences. "I don't have any wings, sadly! But, even if I don't have the freedom songbirds trill about so, I wasn't planning on ending my life. It's a rather terrible excuse for a life, for sure, but I think it's rather cowardly, ending it all like that. Besides, it's worth something now, right? Since you saved me!" Bloom smiled openly at the odd Kin, her helplessness forgotten in the presence of her Savoir. "My name is Bloom! It's short for Gently Blooming! I thought of the nickname myself, because I just knew I'd meet someone to share the name with!"

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PostPosted: Sat Oct 13, 2012 5:58 pm
He is quiet for a moment. Bloom reminds him--strongly--of a filly just learning to speak, all boundless ideas and relief at an ear to pour them into. But those fillies never stay long. They have no time for him, quiet and stolid and awkward and terrifying and... strange.

"I hope," he rumbles, "that your life is worth something whether I give it value or not." He extends his nose to sniff her--he knows it unsettles people, knows it's not normal, and usually he refrains unless it is a very young foal. But he has the feeling she either won't notice or won't mind. Her reaction has clued him in to her lack of sight. "My name is Slender."  

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PostPosted: Sun Sep 08, 2013 3:55 am
Bloom feels a warm gust of breath and turns towards it, nearly bumping into the other Kimeti's nose. She is happy like never before, and wants to sing with it, to shout it into the skies so that all could hear her joy. Slender - what a wonderful name! It reminds her of young trees, whose trunks are soft and cool, and of blades of grass that tickle her nose when she sleeps. She likes the name because she can feel it, understand it's meaning, the concept of slenderness not lost on her like so many other words and names. "That's a lovely name, Slender! It's descriptive, I think. Are you thin? I know I am. I don't get to eat all that much except for grass and bark. I know how berries taste, but I haven't eaten one for a long time. They don't grow in my clearing. Oh!" An unexpected idea strikes her, "Would you like to visit my clearing? It's getting dark soon, and the grass there is very soft. If you guide me aroud this rift I can show you the way!"

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