//------------------------------// // Anticipation // Story: Lone Colt // by Thunder Seethe //------------------------------// Lone Colt Thunder Seethe Special Thanks: AppleMLP < Editor Follow me at my: Page ========================================================================= Ch. 2 The Perfect Day Of all the things she could have done to me. She took away my voice. I haven't ever used it before since the incident... was that why? I let it go after a while. I realized that arguing about the past never changes anything. You'll just need to carry on with your life, or whatever you have left. I walked to the park where I had first met her. I don't deny it anymore. I like her, she looks really pretty. I never really bothered to do anything about it though. I just. Sat there and stared hoping that maybe. Just maybe today would be the day she actually comes to that park. Pity now isn't it... I don't even know her or have any background on what she's like. I haven't even approached her... even if I did, how can we communicate. I could try telepathy, but I haven't learnt that spell yet. It's also one of the more challenging ones considering. You know what, forget it. This feeling will probably pass. Yet... I still find myself staring deep into those luminous gray and blue eyes. She glanced back at me, and I immediately looked away uncomfortably. Is she walking over here? Oh Luna... I moved aside to allow her a seat, not sure why. It's unlike me to be so polite. She took her seat. "So... what's your name?" I looked down and to the left away from her. I closed my eyes slightly so I could block out whatever light came from her resplendent mane. "Not the talker... well I guess I'll just sit here with you for now." She had a voice of a seraph, sent from one of the guardians, or perhaps Celestia or Luna themselves. With any luck... with my luck... should I attempt it? No. There's no way. Why won't you speak? Her voice seemed to be the same. I didn't cast the telepathy magic... her magic is superior. ... She turned towards me, and gave me a smile. I vacillated for some time. I looked away, then back. She was still smiling, but beginning to tear up. She looked away. She's making me soft isn't she. I don't talk, simply because I have no choice. If I wanted to talk, I would. If I don't then I desist. Is it not that you won't talk because you can't? Or is it simply because I'm not worth while. It's one of those three, but talking within my mind makes me soft. I wish to talk aloud, but I'm afraid that in the circumstance that I'm in... It's impossible. We said so simultaneously. I looked up at her smirking as she understood the situation I had been put in. I know this has to be done. I don't want to, but this may be my only chance. My affliction will subside. May I ask... why do you want to speak to a guy like me? Shouldn't your parents be watching you? They should, but you seem... like an okay guy. Then you should be acquainted with this information. I am a criminal. A villain. I steal bags, grab their bits and run. Few occasions, I have told lies to get myself out of trouble, and sometimes... I don't even know when I'm lying, or telling the truth. In fact, I don't remember the last time I've been honest. Now let me tell you honestly, that I am really a bad guy. Should you choose to believe me or not. She gazed at me contemplating, and assimilating all the information. She probably wanted to run. If you wish. You may run now. I looked away and closed my eyes. I attentively listened and awaited the hoofs hitting the grass, and galloping away. I anticipated that, or a slap across my noggin. Nothing. "Anticipating your loss, is the first step to your success." - Thunder Seethe A/N: You may have many interpretations of my quote. Hopefully, at least one of you understand it.