Post by Burningwing on Jan 26, 2007 20:30:45 GMT -5
[glow=black,2,300]Skull sat under the shimmering white willow, frosted to the tip with splendid icy flakes. Emotions finally seemed to come to him, reach out to his soul, and en-wrap it with feelings that once never existed to him. His heart was melting, the once encrusted now pierced by love. His heart.....it was beating. He had never noticed the strange thing before, but now....He gazed at the sky, his eyes reflected the moon, and the many warriors that lived up there, in the large, shining silverpelt that circled the world and gripped it tight.
And he had just noticed.
It seemed impossible that this could happen to him. The mighty Skull, the uncaring Skull. But now.......he felt cold. He felt cold? This had not happened before. His heart leapt to his throat. What? His heart in his throat? Never!
He leaped straight into the air, the air that streamed to and from his lungs, the oxygen that made him live. He felt the terror seep into him. He felt as though he had plunged into a lake of frozen water. His brain called out to him.
No! No! You are the mighty Skull! Not some emotional freak!
But you must love....love makes the world go round!
His heart also called out to him, telling him not to fear love. How could he believe that? That?! His emotions swam in his head for the first time, he felt them calling....calling. His deep fear was largest of them. It cut through the rest like a knife through hot butter. It was horrible. He didn't want these! These were destroying him! But what would he do with all the pain? All the fear?
What fear? The Skull does not have fear!
But he does!
His heart was calling out to him, like the birds of night calling the sun out from hiding, to illuminate the world in the bright cheer!
No! No!
He thought desperately. There must of been a way to get these away! Far away! He twisted his head to stare out at the wide plain of loner territory. For the first time in ages he felt alone under the aging, frost embroidered willow.
Then he thought of her.
He thought of his crush. The one who he had been blown away by. He shivered and watched the snow flakes go by a bit. To him each of them had their own story, their own tale. The wind ruffled his coat of the winter season and howled in his ear. He smiled and warmth filled his heart.
He had a crush.[/glow][/i]
And he had just noticed.
It seemed impossible that this could happen to him. The mighty Skull, the uncaring Skull. But now.......he felt cold. He felt cold? This had not happened before. His heart leapt to his throat. What? His heart in his throat? Never!
He leaped straight into the air, the air that streamed to and from his lungs, the oxygen that made him live. He felt the terror seep into him. He felt as though he had plunged into a lake of frozen water. His brain called out to him.
No! No! You are the mighty Skull! Not some emotional freak!
But you must love....love makes the world go round!
His heart also called out to him, telling him not to fear love. How could he believe that? That?! His emotions swam in his head for the first time, he felt them calling....calling. His deep fear was largest of them. It cut through the rest like a knife through hot butter. It was horrible. He didn't want these! These were destroying him! But what would he do with all the pain? All the fear?
What fear? The Skull does not have fear!
But he does!
His heart was calling out to him, like the birds of night calling the sun out from hiding, to illuminate the world in the bright cheer!
No! No!
He thought desperately. There must of been a way to get these away! Far away! He twisted his head to stare out at the wide plain of loner territory. For the first time in ages he felt alone under the aging, frost embroidered willow.
Then he thought of her.
He thought of his crush. The one who he had been blown away by. He shivered and watched the snow flakes go by a bit. To him each of them had their own story, their own tale. The wind ruffled his coat of the winter season and howled in his ear. He smiled and warmth filled his heart.
He had a crush.[/glow][/i]
