Post by skibbereenfarms on Aug 22, 2011 15:43:29 GMT -5
KODU.
phantom of the lands.
phantom of the lands.
He couldn't tell you why he had wandered in here, or why he even bothered going anywhere in the first place. Perhaps it was the fact that his entire world was gone, and in this place it was almost as if there was nothing but darkness. Kodu couldn't lie and say he wasn't afraid to be here, for there was always fear within him; fear that he would eventually find Kodu, fear that he'd die a slow death. The colt shuddered at the thought. Or was it the cold air that had suddenly whooshed past him? A snort confirmed that the colt truly didn't care. There really wasn't anything to care about anymore, since his entire life was brutally taken away from him. He wanted to take another step forward from where he was standing, but there was something stopping him. Perhaps it was that fear, or perhaps it was the fact that he couldn't tell where that next step would take him. What was the point, really, of going somewhere when you have basically nothing left? All Kodu really wanted to do anymore is lay around and honor his parents in the only way he knew: arranging the flowers in the trees.
It was too difficult for him to let go of the past. He wanted to, he truly did. The nightmares were what brought the memories back. He thought, maybe, if he found a way to show them that he still loved them, they'd leave him alone. No, actually, it was beginning to be impossible for the colt to get any sleep. At most, he'd sleep an hour or two before they returned. Then, he'd get up, pick those flowers, and stick them in between the bark of the trees. He'd say he was sorry for not being there, try to get some sleep again, and then repeat the process until he felt there was no use trying anymore. This was the main reason he decided to wander a bit farther than usual today. An intriguing bird caught his eye, and he followed it all the way here. Now, however, he was a bit lost.
No, he wasn't going to call for help, for he was in no mood to really talk to anybody who just happened to come along, if they happened to be there at all. He'd probably just turn in the other direction and run, stumbling to keep his footing on the rugged ground and trip and fall. Running was never Kodu's forté. Oh, there was no doubt that he wanted to turn back, but he truly couldn't remember where back was anymore. The colt let out a sigh and, defeated, he flopped onto the ground. The grass felt nice and cool against his body, and he felt as though he could just stay there for all eternity. Sounded nice, he thought, as he became drowsy. There was no doubt that he'd be asleep within minutes.