10-04-2018, 08:26 AM
(This post was last modified: 10-04-2018, 08:43 AM by Kaltes-Herzeleid.)
Amethyst
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The sky was smeared gray with wavy clouds. I noticed there was something about the color gray in the dawning autumn that seemed so lovely. Not like gray spring and summer days. There was tranquility in this gray. Tranquility waiting to give way to higher and far more radiant sensations. Wind ruffled my hair, make it look wilder than it already did. I stood at the center of a field, the seeming incredibly small from so far away. A blur of darkly colored bark and leaves of multiple colors. Hues of reds and oranges and yellows.
The grass swayed endlessly in the increasingly chilly wind. My skin embraced the cold without reservation, in the eye of my mind I could see it seeping in like water into the soil of the earthly plane. Merging with my muscles and bones. My innards. Empowering me.
Unmoving I still looked skyward, the beautiful gray continuing to slowly inch along leisurely.
Then there was a boom.
It reverberated from the heavens and unto earth. Rumbling through my body, starting with my skull and shooting out of my soles. The gray exploded into ethereal purple, clouds swirling and spiraling joyously away and everywhere. To travel for miles and grace the world with its astounding beauty.
A streak of purple descended from the active sky.
Nightmare stood inside of it. Encompassed in the light of the higher plane. Now my eyes were on her. Purple lapped at my peripheral vision from all sides. Her sapphire eyes peered at me with the greatest love, taking all that I am into them and to her heart.
"Ready?" She spoke, the light intensifying and her sharp teeth gleamed in the wake of her eager grin. Purple, white streaked shimmering hair ebbed and flowed continuously. Starry locks in eternal rhythm.
"I always am."
My feet had swiftly pulled me to her and I eased myself onto her back. At the beginning she'd have to reassure me that mounting her in such a way was alright. Now I knew what she wanted and what I needed to do. Everything was purple, black and white and gleaming. It too seeped into me. Drenching my being and embracing my soul, warmth inside as they melded.
There was a rush as we took the sky, over the amethyst and into the star kissed night. Strands of hair caressed my cheek and my hands massaged at her shoulders. The muscles shifting subtly at the touch.
It was time to fly.
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The sky was smeared gray with wavy clouds. I noticed there was something about the color gray in the dawning autumn that seemed so lovely. Not like gray spring and summer days. There was tranquility in this gray. Tranquility waiting to give way to higher and far more radiant sensations. Wind ruffled my hair, make it look wilder than it already did. I stood at the center of a field, the seeming incredibly small from so far away. A blur of darkly colored bark and leaves of multiple colors. Hues of reds and oranges and yellows.
The grass swayed endlessly in the increasingly chilly wind. My skin embraced the cold without reservation, in the eye of my mind I could see it seeping in like water into the soil of the earthly plane. Merging with my muscles and bones. My innards. Empowering me.
Unmoving I still looked skyward, the beautiful gray continuing to slowly inch along leisurely.
Then there was a boom.
It reverberated from the heavens and unto earth. Rumbling through my body, starting with my skull and shooting out of my soles. The gray exploded into ethereal purple, clouds swirling and spiraling joyously away and everywhere. To travel for miles and grace the world with its astounding beauty.
A streak of purple descended from the active sky.
Nightmare stood inside of it. Encompassed in the light of the higher plane. Now my eyes were on her. Purple lapped at my peripheral vision from all sides. Her sapphire eyes peered at me with the greatest love, taking all that I am into them and to her heart.
"Ready?" She spoke, the light intensifying and her sharp teeth gleamed in the wake of her eager grin. Purple, white streaked shimmering hair ebbed and flowed continuously. Starry locks in eternal rhythm.
"I always am."
My feet had swiftly pulled me to her and I eased myself onto her back. At the beginning she'd have to reassure me that mounting her in such a way was alright. Now I knew what she wanted and what I needed to do. Everything was purple, black and white and gleaming. It too seeped into me. Drenching my being and embracing my soul, warmth inside as they melded.
There was a rush as we took the sky, over the amethyst and into the star kissed night. Strands of hair caressed my cheek and my hands massaged at her shoulders. The muscles shifting subtly at the touch.
It was time to fly.