dying in this INFERNO (DreamBig)

[BERLIN.]

SITTING IN THE DARK, I CAN'T FORGET
EVEN NOW, I REALIZE THE TIME I'LL NEVER GET
ANOTHER STORY OF THE BITTER PILLS OF FATE
I CAN'T GO BACK AGAIN
I CAN'T GO BACK AGAIN

I got away with plenty of things that I am not proud of. You wouldn't be proud of me if you figured out my truths too. No one knows who I am, I am simply a girl behind a mask. I hide so many things, and only some to a certain extent come out from within me. I am no beauty, I am no freak, I am no lover, and I am definitely not trustworthy. Say the wrong things and I'll simply use it against you. Fight me, and I'll fight you. If you are a boy, think of me as one. Because no matter what my sex may be, I hold powers behind it all and my powers can be great.

No one likes to hold secrets, regrets, and what not. But sometimes, depending on the situation, I suppose, you have to. In the beginning of course, the guilt just eats you right up and you don't have a chance to let it out. You begin being afraid to even talk because if you open your mouth, you might say the wrong thing at the wrong time. Life is funny and difficult, just keep these rules in your mind.

The smell of water entered my nasal passages. I was thirsty and was wanting to quench my thirst. Perking my red audits, I picked up a light and elegant prance forward. My hooves picked up through the thick and tall weeds that grew about here and there. Shaking my head, the large river came into my sight. It was delightful, honestly, and the way it rushed along passed me made me want it even more. Stopping dead in my tracks, I simply stared at it as more thoughts rushed into my mind.

"You cannot just leave me here, Inferno! Please, come help me! Inferno! Inferno!" the chanting of Aaron's voice echoed and haunted me as I turned my head and looked at the large crowd of horses not too far ahead. Aaron and I were playing hide and seek when I purposely scared Aaron. He had fallen off the edge of the cliff and onto another small section that jagged out. Luckily for him, he was standing there. I wasn't sure how long that rock would last, but I knew Aaron would only last a couple nights on there. The only problem was, what would the adults think? I glanced over my shoulder and down at Aaron who looked below him and got scared. "Inferno!" he screamed, tears streaming down his face. I smirked at him, flicking my tail to the side. "Burn in Hell, Aaron" I whispered in a raspy voice before prancing off to the herd once again. The herd members heard a faint voice and it was soon ringing through their ears. I was screaming at the top of my lugs. "Oh my God! Save Aaron! He slipped and he's on the ledge! He'll die!" screamed I. The herd all looked and began to panic, running over to the ledge. I simply stood behind, watching everything with a smile upon my face. No one would and could get Aaron. Aaron's fate was to simply die that way.

Blinking my eyes, I found myself staring at myself in the water. I was so close to the water, my hooves got dirty because I had stepped into the wet dirt. Mud. Smiling softly, I shook my head and snorted before lowering my head close to the water and soon taking several long and tasteful gulps. That was exactly what I had been looking for. Something to quench my thirst and get that aside. After drinking the water, I crossed it with ease and onto the other side. My audits perked as I heard something in the woods up ahead.

BUT YOU ASKED ME TO LOVE YOU, AND I DID
TRADED MY EMOTIONS FOR A CONTRACT TO COMMIT
AND WHEN I GOT AWAY, I ONLY GOT SO FAR
THE OTHER ME IS DEAD
I HEAR HIS VOICE INSIDE MY HEAD
AND WE WERE NEVER ALIVE
AND WE WON'T BE BORN AGAIN
BUT I'LL NEVER SURVIVE

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tags;; dreambig
comments;; my first post with inferno. not good. i don't have much muse, honestly.
lyrics;; slipknot, dead memories
using;; inferno

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Stags' pelt was actullay well hidden in the depths of the forest. The thick grey was blended with whites, light greys and a few spots of black. Ebonite locks fell over his lanterns, as his single chain swept the flies of spring away.

A small stream trickled up ahead, from the sound of it, it was no bigger then a hoof-step or two wide. Finding it was no trouble, even as the sound was small, it was loud to those who hadn't heard an equine speak in what seemed a millenium.

Stag pawed at the water toyusly, scraping his flint along the bottom, althrough there really wasn't much to splash in. DL let a single snort escape from his nostrils in an attempt to perhaps find some amusement, but the silence contiuned to ring on, with nothing but his own movements to comfort him.

Flicking a single audit to catch the sounds of the forest, a sipping, gulping sound came from close by. He instantly thought of his power, but figured it was nothing to worry about. After all, it sounded almost.. horse-like.

Stallion forced a duplication of himself, and closed his orbs as the clone walked forward with more grace then he could manage. The cloned stallion looked out to where the large river was, and spotted an elegant chestnut mare, drinking from the river-side. DL saw this as well, and instantly let his eyes fly open. He did not wish to meet any mares, not now nor ever. Sooner then he would have liked, he saw the flame-pelted mare moving, and moving in his direction.

DL called his cloned self back to him, and let himself grow stronger as he got a part of himself back. The mare must have heard him moving through, for he heard her feet moving, not a schuffle, but an elgeant gesture of movement, that swans and gazelles alike would be jealous of.

"Uhm.. Oh no.." he mumbled to himself. his voice sounded rusty and cracked with misuse. Perhaps he should talk to the mare to simply get his voice back. Yes, that would be good. He wouldn't be trying to presue her, but he could exercise his voice, it had been so long since he had spoken to another anyways.

Walking towards her, his senses heightened, one of the better things about his nervousness, and his heart began to pound harder. Hopefully she wouldn't hear it. Now he saw the mare that was causing him so much mental trouble. And rightfully so. She was a gorgues chestnut, with a sleek hide and a few white marks staining her pelt. He was instantly taken a-back.

"H-Hello. I am Die Laughing, DL if you wish." he said, his nervousness fading now, but still keeping his distance, not wanting to close enough to hurt the mare if he went into one of his rampages.

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