Post by nochoice on Nov 25, 2006 13:41:26 GMT -5
The air was chilled, the cold dirt beneath hard in the autumn evening. Shadows stretched out from their sources, becoming twice the size of the object which they protrayed, and so, distorting the shape which they started as. Even as the shadows strained to stretch further, they were eclipsed by a greater darkness, as the last glimmer of sun dissapeared over the horizon. Clouds slid in front of the moon, and providing a thick grey blanket for the sparkling stars above.
The whole realm was shrouded in the darkness of night, yet the drake's orbs easily adjusted to the blackness, and his ashen bulk was carried easily through the orchard. To any others, the motion would have seemed ghost-like, pale hued mass flitting between the timbers, only visible when one caught hi movement through the corner of their eye.
The bronc led into the land, dissapearing into the orchard. The drake acted mainly like a dark, yet would never agree to being bound to a single alliance, so remained unique. Call was released, not heavy, bellowing, and brutish, as some were, yet echoing across the land, almost haunted, suiting his ghostly appearance. The drake was welcoming an essa into his home. This, was his domain.
The whole realm was shrouded in the darkness of night, yet the drake's orbs easily adjusted to the blackness, and his ashen bulk was carried easily through the orchard. To any others, the motion would have seemed ghost-like, pale hued mass flitting between the timbers, only visible when one caught hi movement through the corner of their eye.
The bronc led into the land, dissapearing into the orchard. The drake acted mainly like a dark, yet would never agree to being bound to a single alliance, so remained unique. Call was released, not heavy, bellowing, and brutish, as some were, yet echoing across the land, almost haunted, suiting his ghostly appearance. The drake was welcoming an essa into his home. This, was his domain.