Nothing to live for.

[Amaru[x]Almai]

With nothing to live for, and no one to live for Amariea trodded smoothley in. She was new in this world, new to the beings. She wanted one thing so much. She felt that here was something that she would die to have. The one thing that might make it so that she could live in this country with regection. That if she got one thing she would be able to forgive herself for her sisters death. For her last colt. For her last husband.

Her gait soon became faster, she soon became a black blurr. Then as fast as the gallop had come she stopped. The icy wind bit at her but she didn't notice. Then an icicle stabbed her foreleg. The blood trickled down, she didn't move. She glared at the sky challenging, Do your worst She felt the wind, the snow, the ice, fling at her, trying to tear her down. It succeded to the point of bringing her to her knees. Not a tear tuched her cheek. Her head remained skyward. When she was at the point of death she stood.

Is that all you have? Well then, I have but one request before I leave. Give me the power of healing! She screamed at the sky. If you refuse to give me this, then kill me now.She took the chance of death, knowing that she couldn't live with herself, knowing that she had once had the chance for the power of heealing, not been good enough for it, and seen more horses, possibly horses dear to her, die.

Suddenly she felt she had not done enough. Had failed before she had been answered. She looked skyward again, then bent her head towards her foreleg, the one that wasnt' bleeding. She opened her mouth, then buried her teeth in her own flesh. The blood spilled onto the snow, dying it red.She took a deep breath, then turned and waited.

Is that good enough? If not then well, follow her, kill her.

[fil de fil]

The ground began to shake, barely noticable at first, but it built up, more and more, everything shaking, shaking, and then.... It stopped. For a moment nothing moved and all wall quiet, and then....

The one of power resides below the feet of all, not in the sky.

It came from below, a deep, almost angry voice. The voice seemed to sigh, and the ground-was it really? The ground seemed to heave up and down with the sigh.

Ye.... It paused for a moment, as if thinking. Ye are not worthy. Somewhat close, but still not worthy. The voice was... Almost compasionate. But it switched key quickly. NOW GO!

ooc: It says in the post "Read Before Posting" that posts here must be approx. a page long. Yours is about half a page.

[Amaru[x]Almai]

She glared at the ground. Not worthy, I knew it,She thought to herself. d**n! I thought I said to kill me if I wasn't worthy! Now if you refuse to kill me, then be sure to know that I will be back, and ready. She told this stupid voice that had rejected her. She never aloud a single tear to drop from her violet eyes. The red blood stained the ground where she trod, reminding the supernatural that she would return, more powerful.

Why didn't you kill her?

[fil de fil]

ooc: Well, if you really want her dead I'll kill her now.

buc:

Supernatural beings do not take kindly to insults. It could read into her mind, and it saw, it heard.... A thin red gas slowly drifted up from the crack. It had a sweet fragrance, almost like roses, and it swirled up into the sky, higher, higher, higher..... A little spark, then.... The gas exploded, killing all within a mile radious. As the sound of the blast faded the sound of evil laughter could be heard.....