
Posted by c.ailin on January 11, 2009, 5:11 pm, in reply to "thread-head"
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And there it was - the old, crippling fear. That shyness that curbs the tongue and binds the mind. If you've never known it, you cannot imagine how inescapable and complete its control is. The friendly words of this Ameilia could not even be returned by the little sable mare.
They caught in her throat, which was as dry as the sand around them.
So, her soft chocolate eyes wide, Cailin nodded, a slight movement that could almost be unnoticed amongst the trembling that has started in her limbs.
Yes, I'm fine! It's great to meet you, Amelia! I'm Cailin. Yeah, this is like some paradise in the middle of the desert. Man, it's hot here. I'm baking!
A thousand and one casual and idiotic little phrases danced around inside her head as she stood, silent, before the dappled mare. Her own sienna coat gleamed in the sunshine as her eyes could not even meet this strangers. But still, she nodded, and held onto that.
At least there's that.
But the fear took over all else, and Cailin was a mute once more.
[ i'm sorry this is really bad, but i am so tired right now, my muse is awol, lol. will be better next time!]
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