StrawberryPoptartZ

If only there was a breeze in Bahrain she said,
Day later her prayers are answered
It's serene
Quiet
Peaceful almost
But the undertones are dark
It's rhythmic
Mesmerizing
How quickly the clouds move
How silent the world is
Where are the birds?
The lull
The calm
It's the eye of the hurricane
The quick dark clouds
The whisper of the wind
It's the calm before the storm
The worst has yet to come
I'll be dead before the day is done
Before the first drop of rain hits the thirsty cracked soil
Before the dry sand becomes mud
Before I can run
The wind has come

She thought for a moment and shuddered, her first and third options were ugly, but she owed it to at least herself and most definitely to her mother and Nandren that she try. Thinking about the two she decided the first was the absolute worst so she got up and began milling around.  The plan was that if she could find a rock, she might be able to smash the base of her wrist. Eventually her body will go into shock and she might be able to free up enough blood flow that her hand will regain color even if it's broken and she could slide the charm off. She started to walk back the way she came to free up some of the tension on her wrist so that she wouldn't have to completely crush it to get the charm off, her horses bridle was secured to her belt loosely because she only had one good hand and he tagged along gently behind her nipping at foliage as they wandered. Even the slightest bit of relief just walking back a few micro-terrasays was welcome. Finally she stumbled across a few rocks that looked like they'd be heavy enough and found a flat broken tree trunk to lay her wrist on. She gently coaxed her stud to lie down beside her and she pulled her spare clothing from the pack with the good wrist balling it up and shoving it into her mouth. She laid her wrist face down gingerly on the tree trunk and leaned against the horse's great body for comfort.  She picked up the rock with her good hand and turned her face into the horse's girth and took a few deep breaths preparing herself. He was roan colored with thick but soft hair, he smelled lightly of sweat and dirt.
If I ever make it out of this, this horse is going to get the best rub down he has ever had.  
She raised her arm, took one look down at her wrist, sucked in a deep breath and brought the rock down with all of her force, instantly she was screaming , her stud started and bolted up snapping his reins in his escape. He ran a few paces before slowing down and turning to look at her. He still stayed his distance sensing the severe distress going on in her body. Yaria's vision instantly went black and blurry, her hearing became just fuzz, and a wave of sickness washed over her. Finally she couldn't keep her body upright and she slumped to the ground, and wretched her dinner from the night before. She laid there for a few moments hyperventilating and she felt her horse next to her smelling her body relaxing. The big nostrils flared softly against her skin, blowing out warm and wet air. She used her good hand to pull herself upright again by tugging on the base of the horse's bridal.  After a few moments of deep breaths she started to feel the gut wrenching pain wash over her increasing with every second. Her clothes had fallen from her mouth in the screaming and were lying trampled beneath her horse's feet.

My design for this lit mag came out fucking awesome! wish I could put it up but JPGing 52 pages and uploading would be ridic.

Designed a few more things might put them up

Schools almost over so life is a little awkward and messy but I am going home to my paints so expect to see some new body art which I know you all have missed dearly because I don't even remember the last time I painted.

Much love & Neglect
Mary

Just posted two new deviations but dA is being tempermental and refuses to put them into photography and throws them in scraps so I'm letting them chill there lol if you wanna see them you know where to find them, they're flower photos.

New deviantID was needed so that's up.

I haven't done shit in design because I just designed a literature magazine 50 pages long in 3 days, like the third thing I designed. That was hectic.

If I figure out how to jpeg it I'll throw it up for yall to look over.

Much Love!