Re: Inspiration in strange places
Posted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 11:22 am
He smiled a little roguishly and tossed a look out towards the storming seas. They spoke true to the turmoil he felt inside now that this easy presence with the mare he'd always admired had turned to something more serious and intense. It wasn't that he missed that comfortable friendship between them, it was more he assumed she would grow tired of this new and exciting game, and he would then miss this feeling. "I'm hoping this will be another one of my 'attractive qualities' as you say." A grin was given towards the mare, standing like some great iron tower in the wind. Her strength was admirable, and he always felt insignificant next to her.
She seemed to be so intent on making him accept her kind words, and he didn't have the heart to explain why he couldn't believe them. It wasn't her, it was him. There were just certain things in life he'd come to accept, make peace with. Being bullied when he was young, well, it had taken a while but it all came together at some point. He would just forever be on a different level than most other Serians. He had words and books and reason, and sometimes it seemed like he'd sacrificed emotion and personality for the opportunity. Physically he was slender as a mare, not bulky and large like most stallions he'd ever met. She seemed like the kind of mare who needed a large warrior by her side, and this he could not be, thus her compliments were simply ways of dragging him along. But it didn't matter, he'd have followed her a willing slave, regardless.
"Unfortunately you do not seem the Juliet type. But then again, I would put your life far above mine, and I would never let you sacrifice it, so perhaps it is a fortunate thing after all." His smile was somewhat tender for whatever personal reason, his eyes downcast before they flicked up to try and capture her gaze again. "But you could be Athena, and I could be but a face in the crowd to admire you. That would suit better, I think." He laughed to take the self-resenting edge off his words, he didn't want to appear any more pathetic than he felt with the knowledge that floated through his mind.
As good as this was, this was all that would ever be for him. Being hopelessly strung along by strong and beautiful Serians that just craved the attention of a lesser being. No, that wasn't right, there probably wouldn't be anyone else. He would simply follow her around for these few meetings to give him some kind of strange hope.
She seemed to be so intent on making him accept her kind words, and he didn't have the heart to explain why he couldn't believe them. It wasn't her, it was him. There were just certain things in life he'd come to accept, make peace with. Being bullied when he was young, well, it had taken a while but it all came together at some point. He would just forever be on a different level than most other Serians. He had words and books and reason, and sometimes it seemed like he'd sacrificed emotion and personality for the opportunity. Physically he was slender as a mare, not bulky and large like most stallions he'd ever met. She seemed like the kind of mare who needed a large warrior by her side, and this he could not be, thus her compliments were simply ways of dragging him along. But it didn't matter, he'd have followed her a willing slave, regardless.
"Unfortunately you do not seem the Juliet type. But then again, I would put your life far above mine, and I would never let you sacrifice it, so perhaps it is a fortunate thing after all." His smile was somewhat tender for whatever personal reason, his eyes downcast before they flicked up to try and capture her gaze again. "But you could be Athena, and I could be but a face in the crowd to admire you. That would suit better, I think." He laughed to take the self-resenting edge off his words, he didn't want to appear any more pathetic than he felt with the knowledge that floated through his mind.
As good as this was, this was all that would ever be for him. Being hopelessly strung along by strong and beautiful Serians that just craved the attention of a lesser being. No, that wasn't right, there probably wouldn't be anyone else. He would simply follow her around for these few meetings to give him some kind of strange hope.