//------------------------------//
// 31 Distant by Michelle Twistaloo 
// Story: Rhythm and Harmony: The Octascratch Prompt Collab 
// by lyra_lover777 
//------------------------------//


Distant by Michelle Twistaloo



Her eyes locked in the distance, she was the perfect image of contemplation.
The reason of that contemplation? Vinyl “Dj Pon3” scratch. The white unicorn with a electric blue mane was in her thoughts, and had been for the better part of the afternoon.
She didn’t exactly consider herself “pooch”, sure she had high-class mannerisms, but the insult, it was uncalled for, she knew how to have fun! She wasn’t just a boring old arse!
Then again....and that was the reason of the contemplation.....she wasn’t as wild or as crazy as Vinyl. And though they were similar in age, their personalities couldn’t be any less opposed.
The way she smiled.....the smell of liquor on her breath, the way she shook hear mane widly, as opposed to her perfectly combed one....it all seemed like a dream, a distant place where she couldn’t get to.
Not without leaving behind her morals, at least, but she could go that distance, one night wouldn’t really hurt her, would it?
The distance......a non specific point where her eyes centered, a big great blue, like the ocean, or the sky....
As if taken by a totally different mare she decided to go the distance, it didn’t matter if she wasn’t wearing any makeup, the strong night-club lights would melt them, or combed, she would dance until it wasn’t anyway....
She just had to cross it.