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 Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:42 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 1:55 pm
Beneath the cascading branches of a willow tree stood a delicately-featured mare. Her coat was a dappled grey, and around her neck there lay a fine silver necklace. Her dream-filled lavender eyes were fixed upon the area where a patch of night sky was visible through the willow's leaves. Although she stared at it with an intensity that would have rivaled even a stallion's determined glare, she did not really see the night and the sky... the moon and the stars...
She saw a court of her own making.
The moon was the Queen, the stars her courtiers. A fool in the form of a shooting star rushed across the night sky, making the stars twinkle with laughter and the Queen laugh at her Jester. All wore flowing gowns of sparkling stardust, silver headpieces done up so elaborately that they shone with a light of their own.
Evelyn did not wish to be a part of this nightly court, nor did she wish to have courtiers of her own. Watching what she thought to be a fascinating world, gazing upon the lives of these celestial beings that she had infused with personalities, had placed in her heart a longing to simply see it.
On a certain level, she knew it wasn't possible... She didn't have the wings to fly up and greet them.
But even if she had wings, she would not find anything... for that was not a Queen, those were not courtiers, they were simply rocks and balls of flame.
With all her dreaming, she could hardly ever tell what was real anymore.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2007 3:44 pm
 Cadance had been having trouble sleeping and so was wondering a little aways from the clarning to get some fresh air and settle his mind. He still wasn't quite used to his larger form and yet a self-assurance seemed to seep from him as he moved where as before he would stumble around. Almost gracefully the burgandy stallion picked his way out of the cover of the trees and he paused to look at the glittering rainment that surrounded him. Cadance wasn't quite sure he had seen such a cloudless night before and he blinked up at the bright shining specks, completely missing the silvery mare who stood quite close.
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Posted: Mon Jul 30, 2007 5:45 pm
A flicker of movement caught the mare's wandering attention, drawing her away from her fantasy of Moon-Queens and night-courts. First her ears focused in on the source of the movement, then the eyes followed at a completely leisurely pace. Her gaze drifted from night sky to leaf to blade of grass and back to sky as she turned to look for whatever had moved on this silent night, and it was clear that she was in no hurry to find out what (if anything) it was.
Her mind rushed forwards to examine what her eyes had found, and in that brief moment those lavender eyes seemed to glow iridescently. 'It' was a stallion of burgundy coloration, luxurious curls that one would expect to find more often on a mare framing his face. Then the glow in Evelyn's eyes faded, receding once more as her mind turned inwards... leaving her body to interact with this new Soquili.
"... Hello..." Her voice was a whisper that broke the silence of this calm night.
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Posted: Tue Jul 31, 2007 10:31 pm
It was her whisper that caught his attention and to him it was as if a star had fallen doing from the skies to land before him. He blinked silently, wondering if she had been there before or if he had not noticed her arrival. A few moments passed by before he even though to answer the greeting with one of his own and the burgandy stallion stepped forward with a small bow and wispered back not wanting to break the stillness of the night. "Good evening..." Cadance moved a few steps closer so he could see her better and so that they could converse with low voices to preserve the tranquility.
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Posted: Sun Aug 05, 2007 5:58 pm
A soft smile lit her features; she was pleased that he understood the reason for whispering. The night was not a time for rushing wildly through pastures and kicking one's heels up in streams... but for quiet contemplating, broken only by snippets of conversation here and there. The silence of Evelyn's nights had not been broken for far too long.
"It is indeed." she eased herself into the conversation, going back to a time when she was often faced with inquiring minds that needed to be spoken to. "... Though when, as of late, has the night not been pleasing?" Her eyes twinkled like the stars above; the mind had been forced to return to the body, for she could not converse much longer then a few seconds when her mind was elsewhere.
"... I am called Evelyn." It was an open invitation to stay; had she chosen not to give her name, or perhaps turned back to the stars, it would be understood that she did not wish to be disturbed beyond a simple Hello... but she did not mind, and so gave the kindling spark that would beget the fire of conversation.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 7:03 pm
Cadance cocked an ear towards her before replying in a quiet tone. "Evelyn is a pretty name, Eve... like the night before it seems into complete darkness." He gazed over her silverly fur and admired how it shines like the stars that glittered above them. "You look as if you belong with them up there." he guestured towards the heavens above that twinkled like diamonds in a velvet blanket with his nose. "My name is Cadance, it is a pleasure to meet you."
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 5:39 pm
Her mouth tilted upwards in what could be mistaken for a smile. "Those who belong in the heavens are blessed with wings..." she looked wistfully upwards before her gaze became again earth-bound "... Cadance... cadence." Flowing rhythm, measured balance... a dance. Evelyn's eyes again traced the rosey hue of his coat mixed with cream, the flowing waves of melted chocolate that posed as hair, the tasteful flowers... yes, his name fit him well. "The pleasure is all mine..."
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Posted: Fri Aug 24, 2007 10:04 pm
He recognized that wistful longing as he had felt the same wish engulf his body as he watched the geese take flight when he was much younger. With a small sigh he gazed at the sparkling heavens above and then back down towards her shimmering hide. "I don't believe even the strongest wings could carry one who wasn't meant to join the stars. There is always a way for those who keep their dreams within their hearts." In some respects the words his mother had told him seemed to fit though he knew now he had grown up that it was not always true.
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Posted: Sat Sep 01, 2007 1:18 pm
"Yes... there is no wind in all of these lands that could carry a wingless body." The corners of her lips curved into a smile once more, as the wisdom that seemed to come from another source left his mouth. It was a nice thought, but... "If the dream remains in the heart, then how does the mind know that there is the need to work to fulfill that dream?" Letting fate take you was fine if one was a storybook character, but for the real world... fate often overlooked those who did not work to fulfill their own desires.
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Posted: Mon Sep 03, 2007 12:30 am
The striped stallion remembered how in the dark of the night, he would question his mother's words with his own worries and fears. Though they were often of more dire dreams than of his flights of fantasy. As a foal he had dreamed of many things and the fear of the unknown was just as strong as the desire to lift himself above the clouds. "I am sure there is a way. Maybe one day there will be some way for ones who have wings to share the skies with one who has not." He had heard of stories from one of his herdmates of beings that could grant wishes if you asked them right, though those same wishes usually came at a great price. Cadance gazed over towards the silvery mare and smiled lightly at her own.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 5:01 pm
A feather could be given, or left behind as the winged being rushed to become airborn... but it was not flight itself. One could leave behind a token of love, or of remembrance, but not of the gift itself. Wings were one of the few things that could not be given once they had found their place upon one or another's back.
Stories could be shared, great tales of the skies above and what the world looks like from a higher vantage point then any who is grounded could ever know. But they were not wings. They could not make one fly, except in spirit.
"Flight is made possible only by having the required parts. Without those, one could never fly..." she smiled sadly, her eyes a tale of sorrow. "... unless blessed by the gods."
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 7:35 pm
"Then maybe it's the gods that should be the ones to grant these wishes instead of leaving the ones with hopes and dreams in the shadows." Cadance was one who could be obstinate about thoughts but was also the victim of distractions. "Whoah! Did you see that?" He looked up in amazement at the star that had just fallen, hurtling down towards the horizon. That quick glimmer was joined by a few more as a small meteor shower graced the skies with their brief presence. "That is so beautiful!" Cadance whispered softly as he counted a fourth and fifth star that raced across the black expanse. "I have never seen anythig like it before!"
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Posted: Fri Oct 19, 2007 8:03 pm
The response she would have made died on her lips, chased away by the stars hurtling down to the land below.
Her gaze was transfixed by the celestial wonder, tracing the path of every shimmering speck as it was slowly consumed by the power of the Earth's atmosphere. Having no knowledge of outer space beyond that which she had gleaned by hours upon hours of observation, she did not know what they were. She only knew that they were beautiful...
"Neither have I." Her soft lavender eyes danced merrily, filled with wonder. What were they?
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Posted: Fri Oct 26, 2007 7:04 pm
Cadance didn't know but he did remember about a story that Dayunsi had once told him. Something about a princess who lived in the heavens and watched over the people on earth. One day she had been saddened to see a young girls plight and had wept tears that the girl found and then managed to gain her hearts desire. "Maybe they are the tears of angels..." He could remember that the falling lights usually meant good luck or maybe could grant wishes. "We should find out where they landed. There might be something special for us." The striped stallion looked towards where he thought the stars had fallen. He was curious to see what they might see when they reached their destination.
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