Title: Save Me { F R O M } Hell
Description: {Entering} Edward Rahe
Spirit Dancer - February 23, 2008 06:24 AM (GMT)
Like a gift from the heavens, it was easy to tell,
It was love from above, that could save me from hell,
She had fire in her soul it was easy to see,
How the devil himself could be pulled out of me,
There were drums in the air as she started to dance,
Every soul in the room keeping time with there hands,
And we sang...
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And the voices rang like the angels sing,
We're singing…
Ay oh ay oh ay oh ay,
And we danced on into the night,
Ay oh ay oh,
Ay oh ay oh,
And we danced on into the night.
Like a piece to the puzzle that falls into place,
You could tell how we felt from the look on our faces,
We was spinning in circles with the moon in our eyes,
The room left them moving between you and I,
We forgot where we were and we lost track of time,
And we sang to the wind as we danced through the night,
And we sang...
- Into The Night by Chad Kroeger (feat. Santana)"Save me from hell.."The words, slurred by my brogue accent, sounded so alien to me. So unfamiliar was the tone, the octave; everything composed within my deep voice that uttered those words. And then, even in her language. My hues, reflecting that unknown tone from my deep voice, were a very dark topaz - almost black. But the anger I had been feeling was now grief and regret. Regret from not being there in time, for not watching her every movement.
'Why did I have to be so arrogant?'
If only I hadn't been so posessive. Would my dear Isabella still be alive, though? I had my doubts. I'd made alot of enemies from my old home, and despite knowing that she was stronger than I had seen her to be, they all had it out for me. So, one of those conieving bxstards killed her to get to me. They knew I was too strong to be taken down, even with more than just one or two brutes. But she wasn't. She was different from us, alien to our quick wit and blinding speed. We were warriors, we were hunters. We were rutheless. If anything has changed, maybe it would be how brash I used to be. Now I wasn't. It took alot of time, and alot of hesitation, to break through the cloud of despair that shrouded me.
A single, dark audda flickers forward from my veil of sable waves as dark topaz hues registers that I'm somewhere new. Somewhere different; some place I've never seen. Nostrils flare a brillant pink compared to my charred maw, registering the scents of others, old and new, lethargically. Muscles tighten underneath my dark colored canvas; making themselves and their attached tendons very visable. Unsure of what I had to do, or where to go, I waited, knowing that my 17.2 hand frame would be noticed eventually.
-FIN-
sassaboo - February 23, 2008 10:05 PM (GMT)

I finally had to give up on the claiming lands all together. Nobody came for me aside from two stallions, one by accident and one that I turned away. The first had left me, and the second was a sweetheart but far too shy for me. By now I had grown so tired of waiting, and all I really wanted now was somebody to talk too. So I headed to the common lands, surely I'd be able to find somebody to talk too.
Sure enough, there was a figure in the distance. Something about him seemed familier, and I walked closer to see if I was right. Stopping short behind the brute, I knew I had met him before. The brute that left me, one of the view with the same traditions of my own when it came to courtship. "Edward?" I asked, though I already knew it was him. It was more questioning why he left me without much of a word, and here he was standing by himself.
((Sorry for shortness ))
Spirit Dancer - February 25, 2008 09:06 PM (GMT)
Topaz colored hues flashed towards the voice that spoke out, that held a questioning tone to it. I made no hesitation to slow my irregularly fast movements - nor did I take the time to make some sound. Obsidian audials pinned back into wavy tresses briefly, before they pivoted into their forward stances at the familiar sight of the tri-colored mare.
"Yes, Miss Raven," I replied, my tone was indifferent, though somewhat apologetic for my movement. She'd seen my eeriely fast and silent movements once or twice in our previous meeting, but I'd gone out of my way to make sure she didn't see more of it.
sassaboo - February 26, 2008 12:46 AM (GMT)
For a second or two, I was slightly startled by his oddly quiet yet quick movements. I took a moment to regain my composure as I relaxed, remembering that it was a bit of a habit of his. He said nothing else aside from 'Yes Miss Raven', obviously I'd have to press on about why he had left me without so much as a word. My expression calm, I spoke to him as a friend would. "If you don't mind me asking, but why did you leave so suddenly?" I asked, watching him curiously. Edward was the only stallion, scratch that, the only equine, in these lands that I had talked to long enough to get to know a little bit better. The least he could have done was say good-bye.
Spirit Dancer - February 26, 2008 01:51 AM (GMT)
My expression remained blank, if it was so before she replied to my response, before my obsidian diadem turned away from her. Topaz hues scanned the Common Lands, bearing the same expression, though obsidian audials pivoted backwards into my wavy tresses. Yes, I'd left rudely. But it wasn't everyday a stallion became an Uncle, now was it? Even if my brother and I didn't get along so well in our earlier years, he was still a brother. His children were my first niece and nephew, since he had twins....Though his son, nicknamed Cosmo, was strikingly similar to our father. I could presume Cosmo's sister, Mirela, either resembled Vladimir's mother or the mother's parents.
My gaze returns to Raven, my obsidian diadem turning towards her with forced slowness, once more. I gave her a weak grin, as if to reassure her it wasn't for anything she'd done.
"It was rude of me to leave you abruptly, but I left because my brother - Vladimir Dracula, a King of a Dark land - had his first children. Twins, remarkably; a filly and a colt."
sassaboo - March 1, 2008 01:27 AM (GMT)
I smirked at his words, rather happy that he didn't ditch me just because he felt like it. Granted sometime in the process of visiting his neice and nephew, he could've felt that way, but that's not the point. I chuckled, flicking my ebony tassle against by redwine stained flank. "It's alright, I probably would've done the same if a sibling of mine had foals. Much less twins, that will be quite a handful they will have." I grew quiet, not really knowing what else to say to Edward. An awkward silence was quickly growing...
Spirit Dancer - March 20, 2008 09:33 PM (GMT)
I nodded softly, restraining my movements again. I was growing irritated of having to do so - I just wanted to be myself with someone for once. Well, not completely. I wanted to, atleast, be able to move freely without restraining myself in fear of spooking the other equines around me. I couldn't be myself, completely, with anyone; it was too much of a risk. My brother and I shared one common thing; the fetish for blood. He was more cannibalistic than I was, but it still repulsed me all the same.
"Yes, I have to agree. The male seems calm, the filly acts more like a troublemaker - despite being a deal smaller than the colt. The colt, however, is more...strategic, I suppose," I replied with a faint smile, remembering the tactics he used against Mirela fairly well, to ensure he wouldn't get pounced on or whatever. "But, what have you done since my abrupt departure? I think it's safe to assume you've found someone, no?"
Assumptions can be nasty things, but I had to know. She wasn't ugly, she was far from it - I knew she would have no troubles finding another stallion after I'd just walked away.
sassaboo - March 21, 2008 12:34 AM (GMT)
I gave a sigh before I shook my crown in response. I had only met one other stallion, Fate. And needless to say, it didn't work out and I sent him on his way. He was too...'gaurded'...for me, afraid to take a few more chances. "I wandered around the claiming grounds for a little while, met another stallion. Didn't work out, stayed in the claiming grounds a little longer, got tired of waiting, and came here. And here we are." I gave a snort, I was tired as hell at being alone. Maybe I should stop being picky? But without being picky, whose to say you are really meant to be with someone? I watched several mares come and go, with the first and only stallion they would meet. They didn't care if they'd be in a harem, or were the very start of one. I certainly was not planning to be in a harem, but we've already discussed that. Haven't we?
Spirit Dancer - March 21, 2008 12:49 AM (GMT)
I frowned at her response. Had she not found anyone suitable? Anyone to her liking, to her standards? Or had she, yet, she consequently knew that the brute - whom ever he may be - had a harem of his own, or was seeking to start one?
"I'm sorry to hear that, Miss Raven," I replied, keeping to my standards of formality. "Of all the mares I've met in my travels, I thought it was safe to assume you'd find another poor fellow to ensnare before he knew what was happening," I added, flashing her a relaxed, lop-sided grin that showed elongated canines briefly before it transformed into a gentle smirk.
"God save the poor brute's soul when he's following you around like a love-struck puppy."
sassaboo - March 21, 2008 01:04 AM (GMT)
I couldn't help but laugh at his comments, despite whether or not I believed them to be true. "Ah, well as flattering as that may be, apparently you assumed wrong. Though I must note when you say 'another' poor brute, one of us must be mistaken by something considering I've yet to see one 'poor' fellow, let alone another."
I grinned at my comment, for I had either busted Edward in a slip of the tongue, or I was correcting a mistake that he had accidently said. My grin and comment was not to be rude or anything, just the first thing I could think of to respond with. Plus, I found it rather funny...But my grin was replaced for merely a few seconds with his own grin, canines like those I had never seen in an equine before in his smile. I shut my mouth, for I had been gazing curiously. I was not fearful, for Edward seemed much to kindly for anything violent towards a lady. But curiousity overwhelmed me, and the gleam in my eyes probably showed it. I refused to bring it up myself though, it was not my place to pry...Not about that, at least.
Spirit Dancer - March 23, 2008 04:04 AM (GMT)
My topaz hues watched Raven, instantly registering the curiosity that's displayed so frankly on her one-of-a-kind facade. My grin fades, as my topaz hues darken, and obsidian audials pivot backwards briefly. Now I had to do my best to skirt away from subjects about my past, if they were brought up; because I knew once I even hinted to my "condition", she'd probably turn and run. I couldn't risk that - it'd been so long since I was in company with a being I got along with, since....Since Isabella.
"Yes, but my assumptions tend to be wrong; so that's nothing new," I replied humorously, darkened topaz hues reflecting the grin I wished to show. "Well, if one of us must be mistaken, I would bet on you, m'dear. No offense, if you will - but it depends on how miserable the fellow was whenever you sent him packing."
sassaboo - March 23, 2008 04:12 AM (GMT)
Darn, guess I didn't trick him afterall, but I still laughed at the thought. "Oh he was not a poor fellow, and he was not miserable. Too be honost I think he left better off than when he came."
It was true, when Fate had first approached me I had to pry at him for every little thing just to keep the conversation going. And even then it was harldy a little sentence here and there. After I had explained to him, he seemed more confident in himself when leaving, off to sweep some other mare off her feet in the plains.
In the back of my mind, I desperately wanted to ask Edward about what I had seen, but I forced myself to be quiet just as he avoided it as well. But...But...I want to know! -Shut it, don't be rude- Fine.... "And I doubt I'm going to see any brute become crazy over me any time soon...At this rate, any time at all...
((Man, Raven reminds me of myself sometimes xD))
Spirit Dancer - March 28, 2008 09:57 PM (GMT)
I chuckled, softly, shaking my dark diadem with the same forced slowness.
"Good for him, I suppose. He has proven that even I can make a mistake when assuming."
The comment rolls off my tongue easily, as topaz hues remained fixed on Raven, if lightening a few shades. Massive hooves shifted my weight, my black canvas rippling in protest as I did so, as did the nerves that had began to fall asleep in my sturdy legs. I could still read the curiosity on her face, which made me want to chuckle more.
"I wouldn't say that, m'dear. There might be a brute who's already crazy for you, but you have yet to see the signs," I added, before hurriedly trying to catch myself. Hinting towards feelings for another was a big no-no in formalities, especially by the ones I was raised upon. Perhaps, if she wouldn't analyze my words too closely, she'll brush off the statement as if I was just trying to raise her spirits.
sassaboo - April 2, 2008 02:15 AM (GMT)
The smile that I had earlier returned coyly as he spoke, thinking for a couple seconds before speaking. Oh I was seeing signs alright, it seemed to be him that would blind to signs. If he wanted to use hinting via words, then so be it. "Oh really? Then maybe that brute is just being afraid to say anything, whether or not I have noticed. Perhaps he knows that I am quite aware of certain signs, but thinks he would either be rejected or that I would laugh at the thought, despite how untrue that would be."
If I made it anymore obvious to him, I would have to write it in the earth and sky. If he really was interested in me, he didn't have to fear. I at least showed some interest in him, therefore there is the whole point of courtship. To find out if we would stay compatible to each other before tying any knots. Granted it was as though we were practically courting as it was, it simply wasn't anything official.
"Or maybe he himself hasn't seen any signs, maybe I like somebody too. Yet how improper for me to be the first to say anything, don't you think?"
Spirit Dancer - April 3, 2008 02:02 AM (GMT)
I cursed myself, silently, as I recognized the coy smile. I wasn't remembering that she was one of the few intelligent mares I've come across in my life time. So, of course she'd notice my blunder. I exhaled, planting my dinner-plated sized hooves carefully as I shuffled my weight, in an attempt to buy some time to think. It was only a few moments before topaz hues returned to Raven.
"Then can I be honest with you? Since it appears you've caught me, red-handed," I replied, chuckling pathetically at my own joke. "I know it's unbecoming and insulting to ask you this, because I have no land to call home, even as a Commoner. Will you come with me, to find a place to call "home"? Not as my mate; you can leave me if you wish whenever."
sassaboo - April 3, 2008 02:12 AM (GMT)
About time, even though he didn't seem to confident. But it didn't matter, he got there at least. "Certainly. I don't find it insulting at all actually. I may follow old traditions, but I am still a modern mare."
It was true, nowadays more and more stallions found a mare and brought her with him before actually finding a home. A companion to some, a mate or even a toy to others. I would be happy to go with Edward, though I was pleased that he gave me the choice to leave should anything go wrong.
"The only problem is actually finding a home...I will join just about any herd in the lands, as I don't really have an alliance. So the choice is yours...
Spirit Dancer - April 16, 2008 05:01 PM (GMT)
A weight was rolled off of one shoulder, making me feel a little lighter. Thought the daunting task of finding a home was the other that stayed fast in its place. I knew I could go nowhere near the Mountains in the Dark lands; my brother would make sure I'd be dead if I stepped foot onto his land. Despite being friendly at the birthing of his children, he was intolerant when I suggested the tiniest little thing. It always has to be his way.
I frowned at the possibilities. Neutral lands would be more welcoming for us, easier probably. I would have to worry less about my "condition" there, less than I would if we went to the Lights. I had doubts I'd be able to mingle within the Light lands, anyways. Shaking my massive diadem, my topaz gaze lingers on Raven as I thought over the choices, before speaking.
"Then we'll have to go the Neutrals, the Lights or the unaligned to the south. I cannot step into dark lands - I'd like to stay alive as long as possible," I replied, chuckling softly. I knew of the Exiles and the Unaligned. The unaligned welcomed any equine, as the Exiles accepted anyone who'd been banished. If Raven wasn't with me now, I would of been better off there. But I would not drag her down with me. "What about the Shores, in the Neutral grounds? I've heard of their peace, and it is only the King and his Queen for the timebeing. Not too many others to be crowded with."
sassaboo - April 23, 2008 09:47 PM (GMT)
I paused for a moment, pondering over the lands he was talking about. It was a nuetral land, so it would be easier for hte both of us to stay there. And it was only the leaders, so no pestering from disliked herd members. Unless for some odd reason we didn't get along with the leaders. It seemed like the most reasonable spot to go, so I gave a nod in approval and smiled. "Well, we're not getting anywhere by just standing here."