09-18-2016, 09:22 PM
The conversation between Jon and Nimeda was rather odd, but Mara grew distracted and ceased listening. Her eyes were drawn upward again, but beyond the arch, they roamed the gray expanse overhead that passed for sky. There were never birds, nor beast, none that Mara ever saw in the dream land. They existed inside the nightmares, though. Snapping jaws and gnashing teeth were common within the black storms. None were on the horizon yet, though.
"Hmm?"
She realized Jon asked a question. "Oh, the horses?"
Her gaze fell back to the stallions. Their spindly legs jut out over the edge of the arch, reaching for that next step, but frozen they would never reach it. "I guess it's because I've never seen a horse in person and they seem so interesting, strong, and even scary. I would be afraid to be trampled."
Her voice trailed off as her imagination spun the tale of rampaging horses, trampling everything in their path. Yes, that was good.
Blinking, she smiled softly. "What's your favorite part?"
"Hmm?"
She realized Jon asked a question. "Oh, the horses?"
Her gaze fell back to the stallions. Their spindly legs jut out over the edge of the arch, reaching for that next step, but frozen they would never reach it. "I guess it's because I've never seen a horse in person and they seem so interesting, strong, and even scary. I would be afraid to be trampled."
Her voice trailed off as her imagination spun the tale of rampaging horses, trampling everything in their path. Yes, that was good.
Blinking, she smiled softly. "What's your favorite part?"
"Come, mistress"