Posted by .indira on February 1, 2009, 9:30 am, in reply to "don't fart then" I N D I R A
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She comes without any gusto, without any show or pomp or extravagance. She comes as any inquisitive being might, when their eye catches a new friend on the horizon. And when I first catch her image in my own soft brown eye I see a double of myself. She is the same blue shade (though admittedly my own shade has already begun to fade beneath the harsh rays of the desert sun). But the longer I watch her, the more time I am given to observe her movements as she approaches, I am taken aback at how very...fluid her movements are. As though she is made of water, there is a strange wavelike quality to the way she walks. And without much reason, without knowing why, I automatically associate her with Water. And just as Hypatia had been a hot, burning ember in my eye, this girl was a placid river, snaking towards me luxuriously. Her presence calms me immediately, and I am utterly caught in her. A queer smile finds my lips, I am not afraid, but perhaps overwhelmed. I do not know what to think of this mare who seems to be made of water on both the metaphorical sense and the literal one. Her eyes themselves have a watery quality, and the way her mane hangs from her crest, I imagine a waterfall, and am taken aback by how stunning she is. I wonder if I will ever have that odd quality, of being one with an element, fo beginning to look like something nature has made its own.
She speaks and I realize that I have not given her my name, but that she has somehow reached into my thoughts and snatched it from there. I am surprised at how very unsurprised I am at this idea, that she would be able to know my name while I remain silent before her. I wonder if anything here will ever surprise me now, as I have come to see this place as a world full of impossibilities. And so Cyan with his neon green eyes, Hypatia with her mane of fire, and this Huyuna with her liquid body, that she can read my mnind seems almost...normal. She taps into my confusion and I offer her a wry grin, feeling oddly comfortable in her presence though I know nothing of her past her beauty and her name. "Everything." A chuckle. "I have never been anywhere quite like this." She must have heard this countless times from the droves of hapless newbies. Subtly I reprimand myself for being so obvious. "You are better aquainted with the Elements, where would you suggest I start?" And I did need her to guide me, because frankly I had no idea where to start. I wanted to know everything, and to choose just one question...It seemed impossible to me.
"Earth." I do not recognize my own voice at first, for I do not even realize I have spoken initially. I am surprised by the unbidded eruption of my voice, and it shows in the briefly passing look that hovers only for a moment on my face. It was not the first time, however, that I had thought such a thing. I could not pin down why I felt suddenly more aware of the earth beneath my hooves when I had crossed the borders of this place. Why I now felt akin to the earth, to the heaviness of it, the power of it. My eyes return to her own, half hidden by a veil of blue forelock. She must have known this confusion, at some point she must have not understood. That is why I needed her now. To imparte what she knew, and help to remove the blindfold I felt covering my eyes.
a new philosophy*
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