Post by Denali Evelin on Feb 28, 2009 23:11:31 GMT -5
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It only took minutes to tack and today was no different than the other solo auditions with Romeo. She was no longer terrified of what was to come, although bitter Romeo didn’t seem to observe. Dane wore a simple ensemble of faded destroyed jeans, an old Metallica concert tee obviously stolen from her ex, and her leather Ralph Lauren blazer.
Dane (and Romeo) trotted indifferently from the other horses into the copious pasture that stood before them, like an army and the grazing horses the resting warped solders. Summer was so close, the sun, the weeds even the air was changing and so tangible Dane could taste it. In a strange way, it made her sick.
The ambushed pieces of meat more emotion than organ behind the disgusting prison ached, but she didn’t know why. Love triumphed over her again, this time killing her raw spirit. Perhaps that’s why, summer was the lonely season.
Bits of grass, dirt, and hair swirled and gripped into Romeo’s mane. He sneezed, huffed and anted urging the red-head permission to move forward. Denali nubbed him into a smooth rocking lope. Bryan Adams gracefully danced with them, the soft lyrics relaxing Dane’s tensed profile. It was the summer, summer of 69.
She sketched the green abyss before them, it dotted with brown dead spots. The sun was setting creating a pink sky. A great day for a ride, and a conversation.
Thread Location- The pasture
Characters Involved- Dane for now
Date- May 28
Time- 6:00 pm
Weather- Sunny with a setting sun and slight spring breeze
Information- Dane is taking a ride on Romeo (Thats what she said!) Sorry
Dane (and Romeo) trotted indifferently from the other horses into the copious pasture that stood before them, like an army and the grazing horses the resting warped solders. Summer was so close, the sun, the weeds even the air was changing and so tangible Dane could taste it. In a strange way, it made her sick.
The ambushed pieces of meat more emotion than organ behind the disgusting prison ached, but she didn’t know why. Love triumphed over her again, this time killing her raw spirit. Perhaps that’s why, summer was the lonely season.
Bits of grass, dirt, and hair swirled and gripped into Romeo’s mane. He sneezed, huffed and anted urging the red-head permission to move forward. Denali nubbed him into a smooth rocking lope. Bryan Adams gracefully danced with them, the soft lyrics relaxing Dane’s tensed profile. It was the summer, summer of 69.
She sketched the green abyss before them, it dotted with brown dead spots. The sun was setting creating a pink sky. A great day for a ride, and a conversation.
Thread Location- The pasture
Characters Involved- Dane for now
Date- May 28
Time- 6:00 pm
Weather- Sunny with a setting sun and slight spring breeze
Information- Dane is taking a ride on Romeo (Thats what she said!) Sorry