Writings and Stories

[Kaltes-Herzeleid]

Crickets chirped from the bushes behind us, a soothing spring breeze singing through the treetops. Nightmare Rarity basked comfortably near the shore of the lake. It's surface glinting in the moon's light. Slender frame stretched out, twinkling tail hair splayed easily across the ground.

"Are you going to continue staring?" She teased, a single ear flicked. It was such a thing to comprehend: Four years of us together. Four years.

I sat beside her, arm instinctively slipping around her muscled shoulders to draw her closer. Her neck and head were absent any royal attire, adding a sense of vulnerability. Trust. Trust was a slippery thing to come by these days. Hell, in life. Was trust ever easy to find in any time and state of consciousness?

"Love is even harder to find. But I suppose love and trust go hand in hand." We had that. Love and trust.

"You're brooding again," Nightmare tapped my nose with a hoof to refocus my attention on her. Her eyes never ceased to amaze me. "So very blue." Beautiful face framed by waves of seductively flowing hair. Eyelashes making a half lidded glance appear all the more enticing.

"It really has been four years, hasn't it?" I asked, my smile almost making my cheeks hurt.

"Yes. Yes, it truly has," her gaze shifted back over the water. It went on further than even she could perceive. A shadowy land of quiet water and trees standing eternally in the abyss. Unchanged for centuries.

"In my thousands of years of life I have never encountered anyone such as yourself, Michael." She was one of the few that could call me that rather than solely the moniker I had given myself, that intimacy belonged to her. "You've changed. Evolved."

I held a bare hoof in my left hand to lift it to my lips to properly kiss it. "I could not have done much of this were you not with me."

Nightmare Rarity looked at me again, her smile revealing the predatory teeth. I had made that statement many times. More than I could hope to recall but it was the honest truth. She responded by locking me into a kiss, my hands automatically finding their way into that gloriously soft mane. We knew each other's forms by reflex at this point, we were as familiar with one another as a soul know its other half. The sweet wetness of our tongues intensified the kiss for several exquisite seconds, my hands cupping her face. Black fur sending a tingling jolt up the length of my arms.

Pulling away she still peered into my eyes, smiling so wonderfully my heart wanted to vault in joy. A hoof stroked by bearded cheek, trailing down the length of my jaw. Nightmare's touch was natural to me. Wanted, even. I ran my practiced fingers down a foreleg in a healthy combination of speed and steadiness. She exhaled blissfully, tail flicking her to leave a shadowy trail that gleamed with starry energies.

I stood, assisting her with an upward gesture with my arm. The breeze stirred her mane, locks of hair danced around me as we both looked off into the dark distance. Unknown and still. Waiting for us.

"Shall we go have a look?" Nightmare inquired.

"Certainly."

Our steps were even and in tempo. The unknown was not a terrifying concept to me anymore. I trusted and believed in her, just as she trusted and believed in me.

I knew she'd be with me, and I with her.