Saros

by shortskirtsandexplosions

Night

Myrk's leafy ears twitched.

Stirring, he summoned the strength to open his eyes again. His nostrils flared as he saw the beacon of blue light fading. Everything was beautiful and dark, and in the midst of it he heard a ringing noise, like a lover's sigh. Raising his burnt hoof, he brandished the owl trinket dangling beneath his chin. In spite of his wounds and pain, he produced a weathered smile and whispered the same three words back into the void.

Not long after, his leather wings began twitching.

With a groan, he forced himself back up on all fours. One numb hoofstep after another, he marched a lonely path across the onyx fields of the moon, lulled by the silken kiss of night, and the dream of being in the comforting embrace of his beloved once again.

Comments

[Csquared08]

whispered the same three words back into the void.

Yep. Called it (not that it was that hard to call ).

[Future Regret]

This is awesome. I hope they both don't die.

[Revan]

If he dies now...

[AppleTank]

Oh hey, he didn't become a ghost. Winged skirts have some impressive durability

[FOXTrot2]

With a groan, he forced himself back up on all fours. One numb hoofstep after another, he marched a lonely path across the onyx fields of the moon, lulled by the silken kiss of night, and the dream of being in the comforting embrace of his beloved once again.

Don't let your dreams be dreams, Myrk!