everything will start again [The Dro]

[aligator]

rayala

every king knows it to be true that every kingdom must one day come to an end

One second Rayala had been in the cove, surrounded by familiar faces and scents. Her power growing stronger with each second that she spent by the water, rolling in waves through her like the ocean. And then it was gone. And she couldn’t explain how. She blinked, it seemed almost instantaneous, and then she was torn once again from everything she’d known, no matter how briefly.

She stood on a sandy beach again, the beach that she had wandered to when she first came across this new place, a place that was definitely not Dreamscape. The cove she found herself in was similar to that of her previous home, she knew that something was wrong, something was different. Her control over the water that she had contained for so long was torn from her, and she felt as though part of herself was missing. The only comfort she received was the warmth of her brown wings folded against her side. They were still there, attached to her, part of her. If they had been torn away just as her power had been.

Well, she didn’t know what she would do.

“What have I ever done to deserve this?” She murmured her brown eyes gazing at the ocean before her. The tide was low, and she could see the damp sand beginning to dry somewhat in the summer heat. Flicking her flaxen tail, she wandered down the beach, her ears flicked back with annoyance at the whole situation. She was utterly and completely done with being ripped from her roots or accidentally stumbling into lands she did not know. Every single time this happened she reverted back to her old self, the self she hates.

That naïve little foal who can’t help but ask questions about everything.

As her hooves squelched in the exposed and muddy ocean floor, Ray lowered her head, pausing for a moment and sinking slightly into the muck. She took a deep breath, but could not find a recognizable scent anywhere. No Entia, No The Dro. No one.

She was alone.

winged mare of no where

character by ali
html by russell & beautiful art by nikkayla

[crazedxmia]

T h e D r o

I wish that I had known in that first minute,

we met the unpayable debt that I owed you.

Flashing in black and white, images or memories he does not know anymore. his eyes can't seem to focus on his surroundings and he felt dizzy just like a plain spinning out of control. he felt his stomach coil and lurch with all this symptoms after his vibrant fall in the sea. His memories were not stabilizing any time soon, by the way they flash incoherently. Past and future are just a blur of mixing paint, dust unsettling from the faint breeze. Eye deep maroon eyes stare blindly into the void of his spinning emotions. were was he? where was everyone and why had they just stop existing? His breathes weren't evening out just yet, he felt as if he was experiencing a heart attack. was this the end for him? had he survived all his past pains and breaks to just now give up?

NO! no he wasn't ready not until ray knew he had this thing for her, not until he came clean. all this years he had been nothing but a luggage, for him or for someone. the pain of many heart breaks, and the fracture in his own spine. just then things felt as if a hand, or something was holding him tight. he felt the soft brush on his shoulder, a soft muzzle. He blinks to try and see through the spinning fog, except nothing breaks a silhouette in the milky white of his mind. her voice was soothing, a woman he loved and had sadly watched her die. he had layed beside her while she slowly was slipping away like a candle on the verge of missing oxygen to continue to burn. he had been covered in her blood, in her tears and his own. that was maybe the wet feeling he had on his cheeks.

Taking a large breath he stood up, daze and wobbling to get a hold on his disorientation. as he stood he felt as if a burden had dropped of his shoulders, like a warrior setting down his armor. Rapier was gone, so was dahmer , even Valentines charm and Rhum Runner are gone for ever. he was alone with no purpose, not many friends in his address book. he had been there, talking to them and smiling before everything became odd with static. then a second no more, did a portal suck him in like it did to get him to starwave and Dreamscape. His anger could not go unnoticed as he travel through the wormhole was engulfed in fire, his host, Paduan a god of fire had been ripped from him and so did his powers. he landed on fire in the sea, the cold water breaking of the coat of fire and the sound of sizzling accompanied his slow progress to the bottom.

He wakes up, blinking rapidly to finally wash away the milky veils over his burning eyes. his nausea was slowly leaving and his dizziness replaced by a headache. the scenery was new, nothing he knew or recognized. The smells are vibrant and unknown, his lip seems to lift up in a faint snarl. he lifts his head up high, he wasn't about to let people see him as a spiritedly broken man. Slowly his head lowers as every hour he walks along the pebble and sand beaches he sees no recognizable face. his eyes seems to watch every shade of boring colors melt into each other as he watches the sand, his long glass horn glistering in the sunlight. he lifts his head up hastily, the scent making his heart skip a rather large beat. could it be ? then he see's her beautiful molt chocolate fur and he can't stop his long strides to her. a trail of flinging sand is all that gives him away before he drapes his neck and head over her neck, hugging her so close as he whispers.

"You have no idea how much you mean to me!"

he breathes in deep her scent, her smell and her body heat felt like home, the only he had left was her and she was more then likely to become his center of gravity.

[aligator]

rayala

every king knows it to be true that every kingdom must one day come to an end

How long had she been staring at the ocean, willing to have it’s powers back, wishing to be able to control the tide as she once had been able to. Rayala didn’t realize how much she would miss the power until it was gone. Yet she still found a comfort in watching the ocean, in being near it. The smell of salt water calmed her, despite the fact that she was once again in an unknown land on an unknown beach. Only this time there wasn’t anyone to help her get grounded.

Until a familiar scent hit her. Like a tidal wave, it washed over her, drowning her but she let it. Because she knew it. For the first time since she’d arrived here, it was something familiar, or someone for that matter. Turning this way and that until she found the source, Rayala whinnied loudly and unfurled her wings, pumping them in happiness. Bursts of wind blew past her as sand flew into the air.

The Dro.

He was alive. He was here. All the worries and thoughts of her past left as they collided, his warm neck pulling her close. Rayala closed her eyes, leaning into him, her wings folding against her side again. The comfort of seeing him again, of knowing that at least he had followed her, or was taken here, was more relaxing than the sea air and ocean waves could have ever been. Because he meant something that she thought she would never feel again, something that even her mother’s herd had never been.

He was home.

He had taken her to live in the Isles, kept her under his wing so to speak, and even when she strayed, he was always there for her, no matter where she ended up. Was she really that surprised that he was here too? “I don’t think you know how happy I am to see you.” She replied, nuzzling into his neck before pulling away. Taking a step back to look at him, Ray realizes that she hadn’t fully seen him since Hoof Prince, not in his entirety anyways.

“I don’t know what keeps tugging me away from lands, but I know it will be okay now that you’re here. My powers are gone, I don’t know this land, or this realm. I don’t know how I got here. But you’re here, and that is all that matters to me. The rest I can figure out later.” Ray shook her head once in disbelief, as if The Dro would poof away any second. But he didn’t. He was here, and so was she. And everything would be okay, she was sure of it.

winged mare of no where

character by ali
html by russell & beautiful art by nikkayla

[crazedxmia]

T h e D r o

I wish that I had known in that first minute,

we met the unpayable debt that I owed you.

Breathless wasn't even the right word for this situation nor for her beauty, he almost forgot how she stood out more then a single star in a black sky. Before he even reached her and held her tight, every memory he had lost on starwave came flooding back. the nights and days, they had trained and slept against each other for mutual support and heat.His frozen heart from dread was melting away at each passing second his skin touches hers. Her voice broke through his fear and anger, like a lighthouse on a foggy night. all reasons left him as he held on to everything he had that is her. he couldn't held but want to cling further, longer into his safe heaven.

Her words still echoes in the hallow of his head, accompanied with his heart pounding against bone rib cages. He grins handsomely as their meeting and feelings a reciprocate. "I can feel it here" he moves his nose to touch her chest, he looks up. he is so sure of himself, so prideful and yet he is at the her mercy. there is nothing he wound,t do for her, and even less let anything harm her. he gently pulled back as she did, though he would have preferred a longer welcoming. Since hoof prince they had caught glimpse of each other, maybe this is why this felt so awkward, yet electricity was heavy in the air. the soft static teasing his skin making him on the edge, while his heart wasn't slowing down any time soon. He is reminded how soft her color looks beneath any shade of light or dimness.

He on the other hand, had not changed a bit , well maybe except the one ruby stone embedded on his fore head, right below his horn was gone. his two present scars on his face still started from both eyes and ended in a v point at the bottom of his lip. it gave him a lop sided look yet it was still somewhat handsome. he as aged with all this stress of past haunting and his shattered future, but this were picking up and taking its place, replacing the to damaged pieces of his puzzle. His ears lift forward as her soft voice breaks the silence. he can't help but close his eyes. the sound so soft and so human. he as missed it, in the silence he had been doomed in,it was a reminder of hell.

When her voice was pulling to the end, he slowly opens his eyes. maroon eyes, passionate stare into her soft ones. "I think i have enough of it too, with this forsaken kidnapping wormholes." he snorts in irritation of remembering his 3 kidnappings, hoping this was the last one. "I am happy that i fell into this land to find you even if i know nothing of this place , thought i will keep you safe and warm " a gentle smile tugs to his lop sided lips. "we both are without powers then, Paduan left me, bringing my powers of fire with him, he said something about a new begging, so ill have to keep you warm the old fashion way" he can't help but chuckle at his own words, he sounded like a Casanova using one his his cliche lines to seduce Ray. he flickers his tail and lets his eyes find redemption in her eyes, slowly getting lost in her eyes.

[aligator]

rayala

every king knows it to be true that every kingdom must one day come to an end

It was weird, looking back at when they first met, her mind running through all the situations that led up to this moment. Rayala wondered if, had they stayed in HoofPrince, would this have happened? Would The Dro be like this around her, so completely open to her, and she him? Or would the threats of outside forces, other horses mingling in with them have changed that? For a brief moment Rayala flicks her ears back in hesitance as The Dro touches against her chest, her heart fluttering but her mind full of worry. What if they hadn’t constantly been pulled through the portals together, each to the same land? Would they have blossomed like they had now?

But the worry is pushed away as she looked into his maroon eyes, and as his words tugged at her fear, pulling it away and replacing it with hope. It didn’t matter now, what could have happened. All that mattered was that they were here, together, finally together, and without the threat of something tugging them away. At least, so it seemed.

Ray laughs and snorts at Dro, moving towards him again, and nipping playfully at his mane. “Well aren’t you just the sweetest.” She said, moving along the length of his body, her barrel pressing against his. “But if you want to keep me warm, you’ll have to catch me first!” Ray bolted as soon as the words were out of her mouth, racing forward before making a quick turn, running down the revealed ocean floor from low tide, her hooves sucking into the damp sand.

She didn’t bother looking back, she knew the grey would be behind her, and she didn’t really want to know how close he was. She knew he trained almost daily, there was little chance she had of escaping him. Pushing herself slightly faster, itching to use her wings but keeping them tucked against her side as she raced towards the cave that made itself known at low tide. She halted not too far into the darkness, her breathing echoing off the walls as she turned to see if he had followed her inside.

winged mare of no where

character by ali
html by russell & beautiful art by nikkayla