[x] i'm absolutely sure i'll get through this

[fatal]

Another day was on the horizon, another minute ticked by. She wasted them by waltzing around the desolate town, as she did every day. You must be out of your mind, she thought to herself with a slight chuckle, there goes mother again. Her thick cord of mahogany-brown hair was still despite the strong winds that blew. Aye, how she missed the feel of the wind and sun, the ice and heat. Though twas spring, the air still had the faint remainder of winter. Yet here she was, running through the town in nothing but her billowy dress. Aye, it seemed like winter would never end, mayhap this was how the Gods intended it to be. Ekta's dress billowed in the brisk wind, sending a shiver down her spine... well, it would've anyway.

Suddenly she was reminded of how desolate this place had become. It occurred to her that she hadn't seen another being for at least three months, maybe longer. She couldn't be certain, time seemed to blur together now. Her footfalls advanced to the dirt road where she finally spotted the lovely tree grove. Indigo-emerald opticals took in the scene with a contented sigh. In the distance a spirtly equine danced about the timbers.


The equid's cranium picked up and studied the young lady briefly before retuned to the lush weeds. She laughed and began to study the flowers of a wild rose bush when she heard faint rustling from behind her. When she glanced over her shoulder she half expected the lovely horse to be creeping up on her, but that was not the case. The monstrous stag remained contently where he was, grazing in the warm sunshine. Ekta dismissed the noise to the back of her mind and went back to admiring nature. Frost would be coming again, she sensed it in the wind.

Frost, of course, meant food shortages and little[or no]water. Such conditions meant illness and sometimes death. Oh joy!... Literally. She smiled just thinking about it. Maybe she would not be alone for long. Of course, she could always take the form of her human self and venture among the living, but even so only those who wanted to saw her then.

[Jellybean]

Moon crept up behind this girl, well, ghost. She looked at her. It had been awhile since anyone that had died stayed her for that long. She wished she could leave. But she couldn't. And there was no point in taking form and going into the Alive world, there was nothing for her there. She howled at the empty sky, if thats what it was, and then walked over to the ghost. "Hello." She said in her soft, but human, voice. Her three tails waved in a non-existent wind.

[fatal]

And so it was, the silence was shattered by a soft cry on the horizon.

A gust of unfelt wind came from nowhere, howling through the tree tops as it lashed the earth. Ekta frowned, annoyed at the weather. Bloody weather; if it wasn’t snowing it was storming. She’d never get used to it, of that she was certain. Several years of life in this place and still she loathed the season of death. Odd perhaps, but true nonetheless.

As the wind whipped about her, Ekta wrapped her dress about her thin bodice and began to move toward the empty houses of town, almost blindly. Dare the heavens be mad at her, she would need the protection. Cranium shot up and looked at the approaching being, she was one that she hadn't yet met. Her icy azure opts stared through her with a piercing gaze and her kissers turned up in a wicked smile. And yet, somehow, she was still frightened when the tiny beast appeared just inches from her face. Gasping, the girl stumbled backwards, hand to her chest, caught off guard.

[Jellybean]

Moon stepped back. The non existant wind continued to blow around her. Since there was no sun, no light or dark would ever exist. No warmth, no sunshine. How she missed those days, possibly hundreds of years ago, basking in the warm sunlight, rolling around in the green grass. There was none of that here. Just maybe some flowers, although they were different then the ones in the Alive world. She looked at the startled girl. "I'm sorry." She said in her soft tone. "Did I surprise you?" Her voice slipped through the air, as soft as rabbit's fur. Her tone sounded merely bored, although interested in what the girl was doing.