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.chiselled pallid zenith throws swiftly to the sky as foreign fume floats across night fallen valley. .iced diagnostic sound satellites, rotate cautiously awaiting any murmurs. .hunter senses other equines as paper thin outer nasal columns flare revealing crimson tunnels. .unknown perfume drifts bluntly past patient mask a second time atop cool breeze as well as that of charm and satine. .instantly scent is cascaded down serpentine where lungs digest oxygen and force carbon back into world. .alabastor tendrils drape as if dead over ever observing emerald globes.. pupils within their sockets dart around terrain fixing on any sudden movement with suspicion. .lids flick closed momentarily as miniscule dust filled air torrent, twists and turns its way along rough, imperious crags. .prime nape hold dished fragmation steady as silver torso remains firmly planted, above circular iron hooks. .finally muscular locomotion propels into three beat rhythm, guided by set stench of unknown beast. .well before carcass lobs before trio, deep pools sketch distorted figurine posing in the lucid night beside the familiar vixens. .low rumble vibrates through larynx until delivered to awaiting audits of the others. .velveteen mug lightly reaches through pitch tapping each member gently on muscular crests. .maw finally drops to level of his second son. .proud mirrors mimic his fine complexion or what could be seen in such difficult light. .lifeless ribbons fall lightly in the pitch as superior shifts weight, distributing it among each sender peg. . chin withdraws once more away from damsels. . final glance sweeps across other beasts before swift three beat pace is picked departing scene. .labrum part suddenly, refreshing memories of his devoted protection to his doves and his offspring throughout the long night. .form does not cease its movements, instead quickens pace in direction of rocky lithosphere outlined by talc moon. ------ .porcelain statue rises on that overhang, taunting form stretched across the night’s jet sky. Euphoric trumpet rolls around the vast firmament reciting a tale of his love for life itself and the equines in it. .during is my ghostly flight. .forming my trance. .and making my stance. .am i for real?. |