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Post by Pyro on Dec 14, 2005 10:17:55 GMT -5
Pyro entered the Ahmad Desert with Ziteka and his mindless creation who had been dubbed Flame. He stared at the firey incarnation for a few moments, displeased. The creature did not have emotion, but it had plenty of heart. Perhaps Gaia would be willing to give it the soul that it lacked... but even so, it would never be quite as responsive as a real stag might, and it would be untouchable. It was purely temporary... until another stallion should prove himself worthy of Ahmad and Zitecka.
Gaia, he called mentally. Come now and see what I have molded from my flames. I have a request of you.
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Post by Gaia on Dec 14, 2005 10:27:11 GMT -5
Gaia heard her brother's call and reluctantly entered his lands. It was much too hot for her taste. She looked at the burning stallion, wondering what Pyro thought he was doing. You summoned me, brother? she asked in her soft, melodious voice. What is it that you wish of me? She watched the mare that stood nearby, wondering vaugely if Pyro's favor had befallen on her.
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Post by Pyro on Dec 14, 2005 17:37:17 GMT -5
I wish for you to give my creation a mind and a voice temporarily.
Pyro said, looking fondly at Flame. He fed more flames into the fire-stallion until he was life-size. He was not one for much explanation, but knowing Gaia, she would pester him for further information. Rather than to allow her to question him to death, he recited all of the details that she might want to know.
This mare does not wish to be claimed by just any stallion. Therefore, we have come to an agreement. My creation, he said, nodding towards Flame. Is to protect and guard her until a worthy stallion should request rule over this land. If I find him suitable, I will remove my creation and give him this terra.
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Post by Gaia on Dec 14, 2005 18:07:32 GMT -5
Gaia sighed, but did not attempt to understand her brother's reasoning. Instead, she closed her eyes and gathered her energy. It was quite a difficult request. It wasn't everyday that she created souls for burning incarnations of stallions. Finally she opened her orbs and stepped forward, touching her muzzle to the fire stallion's. The move would harm any mortal that attempted it, for the stallion was an inferno of flames.
I give you the gift of thought, and the gift of emotion, Gaia murmured, breathing lightly into each of the stallion's nostrils. The dull eyes brightened immediately with concious thought, and Gaia stepped back, content with her handi work. He cannot speak, she explained. But he will understand all that either of you say to him.
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Post by drift on Dec 15, 2005 17:28:01 GMT -5
the femm moved silently as hooves tore at the loam below. sand shifted in an uneasy footing but eventually the doe become acoustumed to such terrain. she moved beside the God dubbed Pyro, and his lifeless yet listful creation Flame. it was to be awkward having one of no heart or emotion to be beside, but the doe would manage. at last, the three emerged into view of a gorgeous 'scape. the land was humid, and a vast oasis lie before them. sipping momentarily at the warm pool, she returned her deep amber gaze to the God. though she could not love the Lord, she most defiantely had a bond of which words could not explain... at least in her mind. he did not need to do what had been done, and each moment she was greatful for. these realms were to be hers until one of her own choosing was deemed worthy. only the darkest stags of flaming inners would have these realms, yes... and only they would reign beside the she. raising the flames that danced about her hooves and burned the sand beneath she touched it briefly to the God. indeed, it was due to the male that she had these powers, and that she could use this gift more than the other 'quines could. her time would be soon... and there would be no one to share it with. that is of course, except Flame, and the thoughts of the God that entered his mind from hers. though the doe that they were only a mere trio, a femme soon appeared. a Goddessa, the she of Earth. was Pyro doing this for her?? yes, he was, and it was a dream come true. watching in silence as the two talked and the gifts of concious thought and life were placed within the fired spirit the femm released a soft nicker. ambers were now full with happiness, an emotion that had been concealed and not found for so long. at last, soft tones of her own melody escaped ringing about the audits of the Goddess. she was never one of the earthen line, but if it wasn't for the Goddessa the others shan't be alive.
Fine Gaia, I thank you now. It is an honour to be before you, and to be the one to reside beside the now life-filled form...
lowering her crania in respect and allowing her chestnut locks to toy about with her orbits, she once again turned to face Lord Pyro and Flame that stood close by.
Pyro... I owe you my life. I thank you for all that you have done, and I shan't forget you...[/i]
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Post by Pyro on Dec 17, 2005 20:38:06 GMT -5
Pyro smirked. It was amazing how in debt mortals feel once done a favor. Nonetheless, he would remember that she had said she owed him her life. It might come in handy sometime.. and it would be hard to forget a god.
Very well then.
He gave a curt nod, before preparing for his departure. A small tendril of flame started crawling up him, to engulf him in flame. Then the flame died down and Pyro was gone. There was a hint of smoke in the wind. He grinned to himself. He always enjoyed making mortals uneasy with show of magic and power. It constantly reminded them of who he was.
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