~A trip back down~ (tweet)

[immy]

Another day had gone by and this one shocked the painted stud the most for he was strolling upon the heaven estate belonging to his name, when a thought took hold of the mind. It was a memory clear, and vivid as day of a mare upon earth the name hung on the tip of the tongue refusing to be spoken, but to the lady it belonged put a heavy weight on his heart. Tears welled in the stag’s eyes as more memories of her hit like a tsunami the scent, laugh, smile, and blue roan app spotted coat flashed before him projected in the manner of a home movie on his eye lids, which closed like shutters. Concentrating further the more he found himself reliving it all seeing from a distance him younger with the lady holding each other. Was that when they parted for the last time before the stud was murdered by an anger crowd of horses?

Castiel overwhelmed with memories felt his knees buckle, and letting out a cry of pain his eye lids snapped open finding themselves in a completely different realm it was vaguely familiar. Shakily the paint stud stood all the way up his ears perked and swiveled around finding it was a Forrest they had been popped into for they heard critters, such as squirrels scurrying around on branch perches. Sighing the stallion spoke “what is going on why here it…..” the thought cut off it was one of the places in the many memories finally the mare’s name came out sweetly spoken in love “ Aeron” it was a call more than anything hoping to summon the fe. He was terrified by what had occurred and this role as an angel was all new the stag couldn’t help, but wonder would aeron even recognize him

[Tweety]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background:url(http://colourlovers.com.s3.amazonaws.com/images/patterns/3269/3269652.png); #000000; width: 500px; padding: 25px; border-top: 0px solid black; border-bottom: 0px solid black; border-right: 0px solid black; border-left: 0px solid black,btable] Aéron [atrb=style, font-family: Tahoma; word-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify; background: #000000; border: 5px solid #000000; color: #FF9090;; padding: 15px; opacity: 0.9] Actions. Thoughts. "Speech" Aéron Her life had become quiet and lonely since leaving her family behind. But she had to. The memories of her past seemed to haunt her more and more each day. Aéron was tired of feeling like everyday, the other members would look at her like she was a pathetic being. She hated seeing the looks her father gave her. He was sad for her. He only wanted her to be happy but she walked around the lands as if she was in a transe for the longest time. But finally, she snapped out of it and blamed all males of everything and vowed to herself that she would never love another ever again. Aéron would never allow her heart to be won over by another stallion who would just leave her in the end when she was completely in love with him. Nope, not another. Ever since the stallion, Castiel, left her high and dry, Aéron has vowed to never let her heart belong to another. She apologized to her father but she needed to leave. She needed to leave all the memories and heartache behind. There just was nothing there for her anymore. Aéron loved her father but he too thought it was best for his daughter to leave and move on with her life. He was afraid she would get hurt but knew she could care for herself. Since the incident, Aéron had become rather strong and hard and wished to start a new life. That was what brought the blue roan sabino appaloosa to these parts. She still hadn't really gotten used to the new terrain and got lost quite frequently as she wandered the lands. Aéron knew she would learn them eventually so the fact she was constantly lost did not bother her. It brought her upon new landscapes and new creatures. Aéron wished to meet other equines of these parts but only wished to speak to females. They were the only gender she ever spoke to these days. Males were not worth her time and effort. However, every now and again, the mare would have a thought of the one who broke her heart and soul. It had been many months now since it all happened. Even though Aéron never wanted to think about him it still happened. There was really nothing she could do as the thoughts would come and go as they pleased. The thoughts of the painted stud and the many things he would say. He always seemed to know exactly what to say to make her heart melt even more for him. Castiel was such a sweet stallion and even her father seemed to like him. Everything about him was perfect. Obviously however, he was too perfect. The mare snorted hard and shook her crania to rid the thoughts that haunted her mind, sending her long locked flying. Her mind was not where it should have been and soon stopped dead in her tracks as she took in a deep breath. The scent of the one she thought of soon entering her nares. No. It couldn't be. Could it? Aéron was instantly frozen. Frozen with the fact that she never thought she would see him again. But something was off. The scent was different. Maybe it wasn't him?. She could have swore she heard her name as well. No. Now she was hearing things. It couldn't be happening. Her multicolored pools searched the area in which she stood but saw nothing. Great now I really am going crazy. She looked around for a few more moments but saw nothing. Hesitantly, she began walking again, her auds alert and listening to the things around her. Walking a few more steps through the dense forest underbrush, she saw something. She quinted her eyes as it if would have helped and looked through the bushes that seperated her from whatever she was seeing. Taking in a breath again, the scent was still there. Could it really be him? Part of the mare wanted it to be him but the other, bigger, half of her wanted it not to be. Aéron loved the stallion that she was with so many months ago but also hated the same stallion to this day. Finally, instead of letting her mind wonder anymore, she called out, "Who's there?" She paused, "Show yourself." She was nervous and continued to squint to look through the many bushes. He better hope its not him. He better hope it's not him, for I will kill him. A grin appeared on her lips as she waited. ________________________ Status: finished Words: 815 Notes: first ever post with her lol

[immy]

Not a day after leaving the mare behind could the painted stud not think about the smile of the blue roan lady, whom he had to leave all alone without explanation for why. The truth was complicated, and long pertaining to how the stag had met his demise, but it began as any other day would of. Rising in morn to the sire and dam talking away affairs vaguely did the paint remember them debating about…aeron if he truly was meant to be with the fe, and form a family through mating together. Mother did the usual got all giddy about the concept, but his sire wasn’t sure about something like binding them together feeling the only colt belonging to their linage was not ready for, such a commitment in all matters being a grand sire did amuse him regardless. Being the usual fun guy his father took him to the side saying “son all I can say is you have my loving endearment for the both of you two to ya know…..just realize you can’t ever leave her if you truly love her” those words stung like a insult now looking back, but that was the one thing the stag’s dad had ever told him in all seriousness to do.
Castiel shook his head in rage thinking about it, and snapped back into reality in the Forrest he now stood in alone hearing the groaning of trees when a cold wind blew over them. Tears welled in the blue eye and brown blue chipped eye of the chestnut painted horse as the terrible cold hearted reality set in that he may never see the one love of his short lived life again. Moving black hooves the stud walked a bit ahead saying “ aeron”, but looking down at the earth’s floor the stud heard her voice and stopped dead in his pace. Raising the white blazed chestnut face he saw the fe standing before him within breathing distance, but alas the lady could not see the one she once loved to no end. Hearing the blue dun talk cast responded appearing right in front her out of thin air saying “ Aeron….is….is that you” and thought he was going crazy

[Tweety]

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some memories were just not meant to be forgotten. good memories. bad memories. some where long forgotten but a select few would be forever engrained into your brain, never to be forgotten or shoved aside. that was the case that aéron dealt with so much the last few months. she had to deal with why she would be long forgotten by someone whom she thought loved her unconditionally. but maybe thats what she got for wearing her heart on her sleeve and falling for the painted stallion named castiel. he always seemed to know the right things to say or the right actions. his voice she would never forgot and she would be able to pick it out of a crowd.

when the stallion was still around, he would come up from behind the mare and came up and nuzzled her, surprising her. he was sweet and always seemed to care about her. aéron's father even liked the young stud. but then one day castiel just disappeared. he left without any explanation or a thought of the mare and how she would feel. the blue roans's heart was shattered. to this day aéron had not forgotten the stud she once loved so much. but now, the mare was bitter. she disliked any stud and wouldn't let any of them get close. she vowed to herself never to let another stud break her heart. so far, she had done very well. most would be lonely without the companionship of the opposite gender but aéron was fine without it. actually, she liked it better. but deep down, she missed Castiel. however she wasn't about to admit to that.

with the scent of the stallion in the air, her body had tensed. sure, she wanted to see him but she was so angry with him and leaving and now, months later, here he was. it was wrong in all ways, at least to her. what would his excuse be? what would he say of why he left? aéron had no idea but was sure it would be a pathetic excuse and was sure to get a laugh out of the ordeal. aéron kept her self quiet as she stood there waiting. but nothing could have prepared her for the shock of seeing the stallion directly in her face.

"aéron ... is...is that you?" it was his voice. it was slightly off however but there was no mistaking it as her mismatched colored eyes took in the presence of the stallion, her eyes wide with both shock and amazment for him being right there. was she dreaming? no, she was awake, this was real. harks were flattened against her crania as she watched him, dumbfounded. finally, after a silent moment, she spoke. her voice held little emotion to him. "it is. but what's it to you, castiel." she let his name roll off her tongue. she hadn't spoken his name for some time. the name was almost like poison on her lips. what was she going to do now?

A é r o n

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