do you remember those nights? I'll never forget...
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Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/open) « Thread Started on Nov 3, 2009, 6:15pm »
Hush now, don't you cry Wipe away the teardrop from your eye You're lying safe in bed It was all a bad dream Spinning in your head Your mind tricked you to feel the pain Of someone close to you leaving the game of life So here it is, another chance Wide awake you face the day Your dream is over... or has it just begun?
You don’t know me. You assume that all I’m good for is a night of love. And it’s not even love – more like a night of you gratifying yourself with my body. Yeah, that sounds about right. You spoke all the right words to me; baby, you’re so beautiful, and baby, I’ll be here for you forever. You made me fall for you with your gorgeous eyes, your gentle touches, your soft words. You paraded around in front of me like the toy just beyond reach, and I fell for you. Boy, did I fall hard. I bore your child. Do you even care about her? No, of course not. You were long gone before she was even a day in the womb. She would have been the most amazing girl ever. She had your eyes, your dark coat. She should have grown to be wild and free. She should have been so much…
There's a place I like to hide A doorway that I run through in the night Relax child, you were there But only didn't realize and you were scared It's a place where you will learn To face your fears, retrace the years And ride the whims of your mind Commanding in another world Suddenly you hear and see This magic new dimension
I could see her. She was frolicking with the others, and she was happy. She turned to me and ran to me calling for me to play with her. She bounced to and fro and chased butterflies and rabbits. She asked so many questions, wanting to know everything she could learn. She was a little angel; a beautiful little girl… but then she was no more than a lifeless form upon the ground, staring up at me with eyes that said I was guilty. She judged me; told me I was unfit for her. Then she turned into a skeleton in a fit of flames…
I will be watching over you I am gonna help you see it through I will protect you in the night I am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity
I wake from my fitful sleep with a cold sweat on my body. A colder wind blew, making me shiver. I rose to my feet and heard the distant howl of a wolf. Scavengers. Perhaps in a way, we weren’t so different. While he searches for food, I search for the broken pieces of my life; for the things I’ve never had; for the things I need. I shook my coat, hoping that the sudden movement would throw the pieces of the nightmare away from me. I decided it was time enough to find a herd – one without lies, without fear and hurt. I would find one without stallions, perhaps. Yes, if there were no stallions, there was no hurt. No hurt meant I would be happier. I gave a mirthless smile as I trod through the deep snow in hopes of finding a new life.
If you open your mind for me You won't rely on open eyes to see The walls you built within Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin Living twice at once you learn You're safe from pain in the dream domain A soul set free to fly A round trip journey in your head Master of illusion, can you realize Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...
I don’t know how long I was roaming this time. When life doesn’t much matter to you, you don’t tend to count the minutes or hours. What I do know is that I was being followed. It was almost unnoticeable; the crunching of the snow, as if someone were mimicking my every step. I paused and the sound seemed to stop as well. I held my breath, but could still hear the breathing of another. I wasn’t sure if I should run; but why bother? I could succumb to whatever it was that was after me, I suppose; but what fun was that? No, if it was going to kill me, I was going to fight it like the devil.
I will be watching over you I am gonna help you see it through I will protect you in the night I am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity
I slowly turned around to face whatever was following me, and my eyes fell upon the figure of a horse. Would it attack me? What did it want with me?
Re: Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/ope « Reply #1 on Nov 3, 2009, 8:16pm »
p a r a d o x
[justify]
Cold rain splashed down upon the frozen ground as the star-abandoned skies parted not for the last time tonight. A silver halo hung around the crescent moon which could barely be seen beyond the thick clouds and the moonbeams barely glimmered their soft rays upon the earth; futilely shining down to desperately cloak the silver hide of the hessian as he made his way across his silent territory. The stallion did not seem to mind the light flecks of rain pattering upon his back, and continued on his prowl of the dominions; allowing his muscular frame to be soaked with the water from the heavens. The brute's damp crew-cut mane curled to one side rather then sticking up, hinting that his long locks would eventually start growing back as time passed. Tossing his head listlessly, the brute stood against the brisk wind as the rain slowed and stopped for a moment; giving him time to focus his blurred occs.
Audits swiveled and stood stock still upon this finely tuned cranium, straining to catch the sound of distant footfalls. Shadowed paper-thins flared to take in the scents around him; picking up the dampness of the forest and forest floor, the smells of other familiar water equines, the faint heart-wrenching perfume of Nerina, and that of a rather unfamiliar mare who he had never recognized before. Paradox was getting good at placing scents with faces now, seeing as he was basically being forced to. Hell, he was the Water King now. It was his duty to stay up well into the night and early morning hours, watching the lands. Not like he didn't do it before. But still. He needed some sleep once the sun rose.
Picking his his crown slightly higher then before, the Andalusian horse walked after the intruder; not really caring if he was getting himself into a dangerous situation. Danger was his middle name. Along with murderer, rude, and sarcastic. When the vibrations from ahead stopped, Paradox ceased his walking. A moment passed and he walked forward again; emerging from the brush; thick neck arched, and stance square with the other equine, his blank blank occs taking in the mare. She was a small thing; rather stocky and lean with a painted pelt. Her flag and banner were full but short and her whole demeanor reflected that she was rather weary of him.
Paradox could read other's like an open book. It was something that Nerina had used to comment him on when she was alive.
Just for one moment, his defensive and royalistic stance broke. Paradox knew the mare couldn't have picked it up, only because he never showed his emotions. Only felt them. And he had been doing so well at blocking out all memories of Nerina. Clenching his ivories, he fixed his unreadable gaze on the fem; ignoring his depressing thoughts. It's rather early to be wandering around, love. The steed's voice was deep and honey-coated; pleasant to the ear but held a commanding air to it whenever he spoke. His tone was rather scolding as he stood there statue still, flicking his long pendulum of a tail every so often. I'm Paradox, the .. Water King. The words sounded foreign to his tongue, hinting he'd have to get used to it soon enough. Introductions said, he bluntly asked the obvious. What are your business in these lands? Surely it must be important if you're wandering in the early morning hours where you'd put yourself to vulnerable to predators?
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do you remember those nights? I'll never forget...
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Re: Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/ope « Reply #2 on Nov 3, 2009, 9:56pm »
Hush now, don't you cry Wipe away the teardrop from your eye You're lying safe in bed It was all a bad dream Spinning in your head Your mind tricked you to feel the pain Of someone close to you leaving the game of life So here it is, another chance Wide awake you face the day Your dream is over... or has it just begun?
I slowly turned around to face whatever was following me, and my eyes fell upon the figure of a horse. Would it attack me? What did it want with me? I stared at him wondering what he could possibly want with one such as I. For a moment, I imagined a malicious glint in his eye; one saying he would have his way with me; that he would love to hurt me, to make me cry. I took an unconscious step back; hoping the fear that was filling me wasn’t evident. No, perhaps I wasn’t terrified. I have already stated that if he wanted to kill me, I would fight him. But that doesn’t mean I have to be brave.
There's a place I like to hide A doorway that I run through in the night Relax child, you were there But only didn't realize and you were scared It's a place where you will learn To face your fears, retrace the years And ride the whims of your mind Commanding in another world Suddenly you hear and see This magic new dimension
I continued to stare as he spoke to me, his words too sweet, too docile. There was something hidden within him, but I didn’t know what it was. True, we all hold inner demons; but were his demons provoking violence against wanderers? I decided it was time enough to be brave. I heaved a heavy sigh and took a step closer, my eyes washing over him, studying every inch. His posture didn’t seem threatening, and I felt myself relaxing. He spoke to me, and I gave him a hesitant smile, one that didn’t quite reach my eyes. Sorry…I’m new to these parts and a nightma…the cold rain woke me. I knew he would catch my slip. Men always seemed to pick up on my mistakes. They knew when they had me where they wanted me. They just knew. And then they took advantage.
I will be watching over you I am gonna help you see it through I will protect you in the night I am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity
He spoke more, telling me his name. Paradox. It seemed so odd a name, but I reminded myself I wasn’t home. At home, we all seemed to have guttural-sounding names; the barbaric sounding names. I, perhaps, was one of the first children to receive a name that didn’t boast about my parent’s killings; or of those I would slay. I guess I don’t know what my name means…
If you open your mind for me You won't rely on open eyes to see The walls you built within Come tumbling down, and a new world will begin Living twice at once you learn You're safe from pain in the dream domain A soul set free to fly A round trip journey in your head Master of illusion, can you realize Your dream's alive, you can be the guide but...
I am Queensyche. I do not mean to intrude, if that is what I am doing. My business is my own; but to be certain, I seek a herd. I paused. I would not tell him my true mission – to heal from the recent loss of my child. True, I had only lost her this spring past; but my heart hadn’t healed yet. I wanted to let her go; to let the memories and the nightmares go away. I have faced predators many times in my past. I was not referring to wolves or bears or coyotes, but he didn’t need to know that. The trick is to not let them know you are afraid.
I will be watching over you I am gonna help you see it through I will protect you in the night I am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity
He was handsome to be sure…but there was something lurking beneath the surface; something he didn’t want anyone to know about. Oh, he was good at hiding it; and I make no attempt to pretend I know what is going on – for I do not. But when you hide something, you have an air about you. Just as I certainly must.
Re: Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/ope « Reply #3 on Nov 14, 2009, 4:53pm »
p a r a d o x
[justify]
Now let's take the melody that plays inside the head. The one that is cold in some and cheerful in others. Unemotional. Bright. Dark. Springy. And let's say the mind is like a radio, and the song that is playing is your life tune. And each day, your world revolves around it with little heed of what it is doing to you. Your tune can be the item that awakens dormant feelings, hormonal changes, or mood swings. And yet, it can also be the object that can turn someone's whole life around. This of course, depends on the station. In the majority of the population, your song usually stays the same with a few little bumps and pitches here and there. For the lucky, your tune can change from day to day. Your dial can be turned. But really, how does the tune work? Would it reflect what you show on the outside, or what you feel on the inside?
For example, take Paradox. All his life … well, most of it; definitely past his first year, his song was set on something that did in fact reveal who he was inside and out. And it wasn’t pleasant. Distinctively, it was even hard to make out. Gentle yet dark. Tough. Vulnerable. Things he was, yet sometimes didn’t show. And now ladies and gentlemen, you will see what happens to the song when a little push and shove takes place. When words are exchanged. When in truth, this rising song had been trying to push past the other for some time. And it will happen. It will happen soon.
Another brisk winter wind sliced through the air, and sent unnoticed shivers down Paradox's spine as he stood there; eying the mare rather listlessly. Sorry…I’m new to these parts and a nightma…the cold rain woke me. I am Queensyche. I do not mean to intrude, if that is what I am doing. My business is my own; but to be certain, I seek a herd. Her tone was matter-of-fact, and the charger flicked his tail slightly. A herd. Of course that's what she would want. He swiveled his pricks back in annoyance, knowing he'd have to refuse her somewhat. Honestly, there was no way in hell he himself was going to own a herd. That was final. He ruled the whole nation, for god's sake. Why have to worry about a herd to add on to it? Especially seeing as he wanted to be alone. And that couldn't be done at the moment with a foal by his side. Damn the filly. She was a nuisance to him. And the fact that she had contributed to Nerina's death didn't make anything better at all.
Fuck. Here he went again, thinking about her. If horses could turn red in the face with anger, he would right now. This was his fault. He was only making things worse for him, and there was really no one to blame anymore. The brute was just in an awful mood at the moment, and the mare before him had caught him at the wrong time. Still ignoring her, and with a toss of his head, he removed all the water off of him as if he had a massive blow-dryer, and quickly bended it into the ground, allowing for the aqua to seep into the endless supply of groundwater below. His thickening coat still shined with that sleek look, even if the stallion was getting somewhat fuzzy.
Sighing, he turned his attention back to the fem as she spoke again. I have faced predators many times in my past. The trick is to not let them know you are afraid. The Water King stared at her, unsure of what to say. If she hadn't noticed yet, he was a horse of little words. Body language made up for the difference. It's a pleasure meeting you, Queensyche. He lied through his lips easily and pleasantly, dipping his head slightly like the gentlemen he wasn't. Unfortunately though, I do not own a herd myself. I play the part of the King, and nothing more. For the first time in awhile, he was slightly amused by the sound of his words and his use of phrasing. He wasn't sounding like a good leader at all. I do know Kellen down in Celestial Waters has been expanding his herd. Paradox said, even though he hadn't even met the leads of the other lands within his domains. That's just how messed up this whole situation was.
Realizing how very rude he was being, Paradox softened his stance and tried to convey a more kinder picture to her as he offered her a compromise. You're welcome to stay here for the night, though. Until you find a permanent home within the lands.
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do you remember those nights? I'll never forget...
Joined: Dec 2008 Gender: Female Posts: 262 Location: North Dakota Karma: 2
Re: Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/ope « Reply #4 on Nov 15, 2009, 9:52am »
I will be watching over you I am gonna help you see it through I will protect you in the night I am smiling next to you, in Silent Lucidity
You think you’re the only one that has had hardships? The only one who has ever lost someone dear to them? You think you are the first king that hasn’t wanted to be? You are a fool to think so. And the song in your head? You can change it at will. It’s called attitude. If you allow yourself to feel hatred and anger; your song will reflect that. But if you let the sunlight shine through the cracks in your wall; the tune will change to something more hopeful. Think about it for a while, won’t you?
Why yes, I would like a herd. What would you expect from a lone horse? I could certainly throw myself at you, tail raised, that come-hither look in my eye; but that’s not me. You see, when I speak of losing someone, I know from experience. My child. My firstborn child. Yes, perhaps it’s rare for a female to not have as many foals as years since the ability to bear them; but I’m not like other girls.
So please, tell me what I’m supposed to want from you, and we’ll see where it ends up, shall we? And tell me…how do you define yourself as king if you simply oversee the others? A king is supposed to rule; to have his own herd as well as watch the others. He allows other stallions to claim his lands so he doesn’t have to maintain all of them. A king should be present in those lands to make an appearance now and then; but with a good under-ruler; he wouldn’t have to worry. What are you afraid of?
I watched as Paradox removed the water from his coat, and I gave a faint smile. That was definitely a cool trick. I’d have to try that one out sometime, but definitely not with an audience. I wasn’t the greatest with these skills yet. He seemed irritated, and I could only hope it wasn’t at me. I didn’t know he was king when I first came here, nor would I have bothered him if I had known. And I definitely wouldn’t have bothered had I known he was going to be such a bear.
I appreciate the offer. Perhaps overnight would be better than nothing at all. I was curious about him now. Why did he seem so angry? Certainly it wasn’t because I’m here. There must be others that travel through here all the time. Was that it? Was he tired of others coming through these lands? He wasn’t a good king if he didn’t like his subjects then. I forced the thoughts from my mind. I wasn’t one to judge. I was simply…me.
A moment of childish glee struck me as I altered my footing and felt mud and slush beneath my hooves. I looked up at Paradox with a mischievous look in my eye, and would have no more than a split second to act before I gave a partial rear, and threw my front hooves into the mud and slush, sending it everywhere. I’m sure this would likely add to his dislike of me, but maybe…just maybe…he’d play along and find himself enjoying the realization that he could set his responsibilities down for a short time. Besides…there was nobody else here.
Re: Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/ope « Reply #5 on Dec 1, 2009, 10:49pm »
p a r a d o x
[justify]Silence was such a beautiful thing here. Beautiful anywhere... but here it was so lovely. It was a rare occurrence for him though, coming around only in the peak of the night and early morning. Paradox rarely took note of things like this anymore anymore. Especially rather "beautifu"l things. Because honestly, when you're in a deep pit of a depression, why bother anymore? Yet, if ever there was a Heaven with no God, this would be one of those places. The far-away light of the rising sun, still slumbering below the mountains put this side of the planet in a dull grey glow. Emerging from the shattered horizon line was a glimmer of gold; turning patches of the sky watercolor pink. The dark stained clouds turned it all into a surreal dream; the moon slowly starting to fade and die out. The dark forest itself was an endless pattern of bare timbers; splashed with the dark silhouettes of evergreens. The smell of the far off salty ocean and the white-sand beach tickled the morning air, knowing that once the mare left, he'd be drawn there. It was like an old photograph, silent in its wisdom and just beauty. Any minute, the steed expected the figure of the dark fem he had once loved to appear from behind a standing tree and walk toward him; a slight smile on her face and her demeanor healthy and whole.
But that would never happen. Not in Paradox's wildest dreams. Nothing exactly would ever go his way anymore. Karma is a bitch. And for every horrible thing the brute had ever done, it came back in two-fold. Long white lashes blinked over his liquid black lamp-lights as he flattened his ears against his cranial and ducked his head slightly. He needed a good night's rest to clear his mind, for this day had not been a good one. Each new morning brought a new wave of sadness over him; dragging him deeper down. When blanketed within the depths of slumber, he was allowed to let go and breath easily. Just thinking about it made him drowsy, but he quickly snapped back and gazed back at Queensyche who had thanked him for the offer. Nodding his head in response, he turned around to leave and attempt to catch a few hours of sleep just as a huge splatter of cold mud splashed over his rump.
The Water Monarch froze, a frown creasing his snow brows. Slowly, he turned his crown to stare at the dun-painted mare and blinked. A look of mischievousness mirrored her facade as she stared back at him; grinning slightly. Did she honestly think he'd give in to her childish antics? He didn't have time for this! But something out of the ordinary got the best of him. And in one split and graceful undetected movement, Paradox bended the muddy water and flung nearly a gallon of it right into the mare's face and torso, enjoying the look on her face immensely. The dawn sunrise trickled through the skeleton tree branches above; lighting up the little circular opening in the forest and allowing the stallion to see the full sheet of retaliation dripping down the femoral.
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do you remember those nights? I'll never forget...
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Re: Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/ope « Reply #6 on Dec 2, 2009, 10:35am »
The thing I don’t understand about the average soul is that they are more prone to allowing depression to overwhelm them rather than trying to rise above and heal. I’m not one to lecture you on moving on. Oh no – I still see my dead child frolicking as if she were alive. I still expect to see her brilliant eyes staring up at me as she tries to involve me in a game of tag. I suppose that’s much the same way you feel about your love; expecting to see her coming toward you alive and well. Perhaps it’s just my own depression speaking; but you should be glad you at least had the chance to know your love. My own; my child; was born dead. I never got to know more than the faint fluttering of her in the womb before she stopped entirely. You got to converse with your love; tell her you loved her. I told the lifeless form of my child, but received no acknowledgement. I still clung to her, hoping that if I wished hard enough; she’d be alive and well; and none of this would have ever happened.
But life doesn’t play fair, now does it?
I knew there was something eating away at his very soul; but I wasn’t about to ask. One doesn’t ask a herd-lead if they want to divulge their innermost feelings to someone as rankless as myself. I wanted to reach out to him, to maybe soothe his hurts in the hope that it would soothe my need to be a mother. But you just don’t do that. Instead, I turn to a game that I assumed my child would have enjoyed. All foals love splashing in mud and puddles; making as big a mess as possible. He stopped his movements and turned at me. I was half expecting him to banish me forever from these lands, and I let a tiny prick of fear touch me before he threw mud at me.
I snorted and sneezed and shook my head to remove as much as I could from my face. My eyes were wide with shock and I wrinkled my nose as if I were upset by this; but in truth, I was quite pleased. Maybe I could get through to him after all. I knew better than to get my hopes up, but what was the harm in trying? Maybe he’d learn to trust me; and even if he didn’t want a herd; maybe he’d eventually see me as a friend. That’s what I wanted more than anything – a friend. Someone to talk to when my own depression got so deep there was no sunlight.
I giggled then, as I used my own meager bending skills to throw a snowball back at him. I pranced about then, edging closer to Paradox, nipping playfully toward him, hoping to prod him into a game of tag before bouncing a few feet away. My eyes begged for him to come play with me; to let go of his burdens for but a time. There was no shame in that. And besides, nobody was watching, nobody would know that the great king had played like a colt. I bounced closer again, tossing another fluffy snowball. I wished I could throw larger ones; or perhaps more mud, but I wasn’t great with bending yet. Soon, I hoped, and with enough practice, I would be able to do bigger, greater bends. But for now, I had my fluffy snowballs.
Come, Paradox. Come play and set down your burden!
Ceramic; Queenie's thoughts are that Paradox must have gotten the chance to say he loved her. In the post you have for the water-heir audition; Paradox says he loves her and then leaves. If you still want it changed, I'll do it. ^.^ I did chance the nipping bit. She's nipping in his general direction (jeez...that reminds me of Monty Python... lmao)
Re: Lie to me; I promise I'll believe (Paradox/ope « Reply #7 on Dec 2, 2009, 7:37pm »
Hey Sara, I need you to change a few things in your post if that's alright? Paradox never got to say goodbye to Nerina. She died before he got there. Also: if you can opt out the thing about her touching him? If I acknowledged that with Paradox in the post, there might be some problems. He has a major issue with getting and allowing others to touch him. xP
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