08-22-2016, 03:09 PM
Twenty Two
"This place is amazing, Nightmare," I said, overlooking the balcony. The house itself essentially sat on a cliff side, the dark sea spanning on for miles, the pleasant smell of it hung in the air. The floor was made of wood, perfectly sanded down. Had my sense of smell been better I might have been able to smell that too. Her hooves clip-clopped across the boards as she approached me from behind, a foreleg sliding across my waist to pull he closer to her, chin resting on my right shoulder. I could feel her soft, beautiful, purple and white streaked mane brush against my skin as it flowed softly in the breeze.
"I had to do something special for my birthday boy," she teased, kissing my cheek quickly.
"I'm surprised you don't come here more often," I said, lovingly giving her hoof a squeeze.
"Well, that's why it's a vacation home, my dear." Nightmare Rarity chuckled into my ear, lips brushing against it. The house was old, but it still harbored a pristine look that betrayed its age. Constructed of stone and concrete above the ocean, isolated, with only the sky, earth and sea as companions. Largely undisturbed until today.
We stood in silence for a minute or two. Silence was a uniquely comfortable thing for she and I, for most it could end up being awkward, for us it was a sign of contentment. The sea foamed and sloshed endlessly against the rocks miles below us, soaking them eternally. The moon was but a curved sliver in the sky, surrounded by hundreds of glinting stars of her own creation. The shone in the water's surface, some beautiful distorted by the movement, others perfectly still. As though they had fallen into the water itself and were left to shine beneath the waves.
"Come, I think we should head inside now, it's getting late," Nightmare spoke quietly in my ear again, slowly releasing me from her embrace. I turned to look at her, blanketed by soft shadow, her radiant sapphire eyes glowing at me like wonderful blue flames. Mane and tail glinting away like her night sky. With a brief, but meaningful smile, the smile she gave to me and only me, she turned and went inside. I watched her go in for a moment, thinking about how fortunate I am to have her in my life. To share and create these beautiful experiences with.
"Michael." She called in a singsong voice, snapping from my thoughts and into the present. I smiled at her and entered, closing the sliding glass door behind me. So thin and clear to the point where the door was almost invisible to the naked eye.
"Feeling reflective?" Nightmare asked, an ear twitched thoughtfully.
"A little," I replied playfully, holding my index finger and thumb close together for emphasis. She smirked a bit, eyes still glowing in the darkness, her hair a sky in and of itself.
"Happy birthday my love."
Again we were in silence, we needn't say a thing now, savoring the moment. We'd spent two together now, funny is that it felt like more. But more was to come in time. With my arm around her shoulders we retired for the night, I didn't dream, but I didn't need to.
Why would I have to dream when my reality was so beautiful?
*A quick story Nightmare Rarity dictated to me as her birthday gift*
"This place is amazing, Nightmare," I said, overlooking the balcony. The house itself essentially sat on a cliff side, the dark sea spanning on for miles, the pleasant smell of it hung in the air. The floor was made of wood, perfectly sanded down. Had my sense of smell been better I might have been able to smell that too. Her hooves clip-clopped across the boards as she approached me from behind, a foreleg sliding across my waist to pull he closer to her, chin resting on my right shoulder. I could feel her soft, beautiful, purple and white streaked mane brush against my skin as it flowed softly in the breeze.
"I had to do something special for my birthday boy," she teased, kissing my cheek quickly.
"I'm surprised you don't come here more often," I said, lovingly giving her hoof a squeeze.
"Well, that's why it's a vacation home, my dear." Nightmare Rarity chuckled into my ear, lips brushing against it. The house was old, but it still harbored a pristine look that betrayed its age. Constructed of stone and concrete above the ocean, isolated, with only the sky, earth and sea as companions. Largely undisturbed until today.
We stood in silence for a minute or two. Silence was a uniquely comfortable thing for she and I, for most it could end up being awkward, for us it was a sign of contentment. The sea foamed and sloshed endlessly against the rocks miles below us, soaking them eternally. The moon was but a curved sliver in the sky, surrounded by hundreds of glinting stars of her own creation. The shone in the water's surface, some beautiful distorted by the movement, others perfectly still. As though they had fallen into the water itself and were left to shine beneath the waves.
"Come, I think we should head inside now, it's getting late," Nightmare spoke quietly in my ear again, slowly releasing me from her embrace. I turned to look at her, blanketed by soft shadow, her radiant sapphire eyes glowing at me like wonderful blue flames. Mane and tail glinting away like her night sky. With a brief, but meaningful smile, the smile she gave to me and only me, she turned and went inside. I watched her go in for a moment, thinking about how fortunate I am to have her in my life. To share and create these beautiful experiences with.
"Michael." She called in a singsong voice, snapping from my thoughts and into the present. I smiled at her and entered, closing the sliding glass door behind me. So thin and clear to the point where the door was almost invisible to the naked eye.
"Feeling reflective?" Nightmare asked, an ear twitched thoughtfully.
"A little," I replied playfully, holding my index finger and thumb close together for emphasis. She smirked a bit, eyes still glowing in the darkness, her hair a sky in and of itself.
"Happy birthday my love."
Again we were in silence, we needn't say a thing now, savoring the moment. We'd spent two together now, funny is that it felt like more. But more was to come in time. With my arm around her shoulders we retired for the night, I didn't dream, but I didn't need to.
Why would I have to dream when my reality was so beautiful?
*A quick story Nightmare Rarity dictated to me as her birthday gift*