Post by xyroca on Aug 18, 2013 19:21:16 GMT -5
Aching. That’s all there was, a throbbing ache that burned my flesh like a tender sunburn. The world around me began to spin as I opened my eyes. Everything was blurred and out of focus, and I couldn’t comprehend what was going on. Slowly I grew aware that I was laying on my left side, feeling incredibly bruised on top of it. With some slight struggle, I rolled over onto my belly. Dirt and debris stuck to my coat as I heaved myself up to stand, legs outstretched in the most unlady-like manner.‘Oh, screw it.’ I thought to myself. ‘I’m not at a show, no one can judge me.’ At least not to the point where I cared at the moment. I was far more concerned about my comfort. At last, I could open my eyes without the dizzying effects of vertigo.
The first thing that came into focus was a strange vortex of swirling colors beside me. Before I could study it further, the vortex began to shrink faster and faster, until it disappeared. As though it never existed, all I could see where the surrounding trees. ‘I must be dreaming…’ I thought, trying to remember what had happened in the last few hours. The last thing that I could remember was making a bolt for freedom with my best friend, becoming separated from her. ‘I must have blacked out from all the excitement, it’s no wonder my muscles are so sore.’ My head hurt as well, only furthering my belief that I had been knocked unconscious. Perhaps this was more intense than just a dream? Perhaps I was even in a coma! Eyes widened at the very thought, and before I could allow myself to learn what was around me, I went into a state of panic. What if I never wake up? What would happen to me? What happened to Tabby? I would never be able to live my life the way I’ve always dreamed! As the anxiety attack sent adrenaline coursing through my veins, I began to do some high step prancing in place before dashing off at a gallop. The flurry of questions clouded my mind, and I just wanted to run away from here. I needed to use up this energy. I had to wake up!
But the further I ran, the more I realized that I was no waking up. The sides of my barrel heaved as I gasped for my breath, tears beginning to well up in my eyes and streaming down my cheeks. Sweat was building up on my already filthy coat. I stumbled as my sore muscles screamed at me to stop, to rest, to gather my strength. Stubbornly, I refused to listen, but the stumbling only got worse. It didn’t take me very long to trip over my own feet, tumbling to the ground in a painful, skidding roll of sorts. I wasn’t sure how far I had run, but I was vaguely aware that the scenery was different, more open. There was the gentle sound of water lapping, too light to be the ocean or a fast moving river or stream. I didn’t care to look, rather I pulled my legs closer to my body, still lying in the spot where I had fallen. Pain was supposed to wake you up, right? So why couldn’t I wake up? Tears fell freely down my face, my sobs muffled slightly but the earth. It seemed as though all I could do was wait here, wait for this nightmare, coma, or whatever it was, to end.
Character: Mya
Words: 590+
Notes: Finished! Open to anyone, and for Nanc's Aristotle! Sorry it took me so long to finally bring her in!
The first thing that came into focus was a strange vortex of swirling colors beside me. Before I could study it further, the vortex began to shrink faster and faster, until it disappeared. As though it never existed, all I could see where the surrounding trees. ‘I must be dreaming…’ I thought, trying to remember what had happened in the last few hours. The last thing that I could remember was making a bolt for freedom with my best friend, becoming separated from her. ‘I must have blacked out from all the excitement, it’s no wonder my muscles are so sore.’ My head hurt as well, only furthering my belief that I had been knocked unconscious. Perhaps this was more intense than just a dream? Perhaps I was even in a coma! Eyes widened at the very thought, and before I could allow myself to learn what was around me, I went into a state of panic. What if I never wake up? What would happen to me? What happened to Tabby? I would never be able to live my life the way I’ve always dreamed! As the anxiety attack sent adrenaline coursing through my veins, I began to do some high step prancing in place before dashing off at a gallop. The flurry of questions clouded my mind, and I just wanted to run away from here. I needed to use up this energy. I had to wake up!
But the further I ran, the more I realized that I was no waking up. The sides of my barrel heaved as I gasped for my breath, tears beginning to well up in my eyes and streaming down my cheeks. Sweat was building up on my already filthy coat. I stumbled as my sore muscles screamed at me to stop, to rest, to gather my strength. Stubbornly, I refused to listen, but the stumbling only got worse. It didn’t take me very long to trip over my own feet, tumbling to the ground in a painful, skidding roll of sorts. I wasn’t sure how far I had run, but I was vaguely aware that the scenery was different, more open. There was the gentle sound of water lapping, too light to be the ocean or a fast moving river or stream. I didn’t care to look, rather I pulled my legs closer to my body, still lying in the spot where I had fallen. Pain was supposed to wake you up, right? So why couldn’t I wake up? Tears fell freely down my face, my sobs muffled slightly but the earth. It seemed as though all I could do was wait here, wait for this nightmare, coma, or whatever it was, to end.
Character: Mya
Words: 590+
Notes: Finished! Open to anyone, and for Nanc's Aristotle! Sorry it took me so long to finally bring her in!