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#Post#: 817--------------------------------------------------
Remembrance
DIR By: Clair
Date: October 24, 2015, 8:06 pm
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The air is especially chill this Autumn day, the wind more
biting than usual despite the brightness of the sun. An early
and stiff reminder of what the next season would bring, it's
enough to keep some ponies inside and encourage others to wear
at least one layer more than usual for extended outings. Not
that most would need a reason to stay away from this place at
most times. A cemetery isn't most ponies' idea of a place to go
voluntarily anyway. Not that this stops all of them, of course.
Even today there is the occasional mourner, bringing bouquets,
individual flowers, or nothing but their tears to the final
resting place of a loved one come and passed away. Today even
the trees weep leaves for the ended lives they preside over, a
more or less constant cascade of oranges, reds, yellows, and
browns as the season progresses towards a time when the bark
will be completely bare, lifeless husks until Spring comes to
breathe green into the world again.
Clairvoyance takes no notice of any of it as he walks the
cobbled walk along the aisles. The cold of the air matters to
him naught on his ponderous trek to his destination, his hooves
making no sound to mark his progress. A mourner, having
delivered her burden already, nods to him as she passes him
going the other way, a tear falling from her face to make a soft
plip where it lands. He takes no note of it either, nor the
contrast of her black garb versus the pristine whiteness of his
robe. His pace is slow but constant as it draws him inexorably
farther and farther from his house.
After the better part of an hour from when he began, he turns
down the last turning in the last lot and walks down it to the
very end. At the terminus of that walkway is a single
headstone. It's possible that it was once elaborately carved
and might have even been larger, but the years have worn it
down, smoothing the stone until it looks rather unremarkable,
the letters that once marred its surface indecipherable. The
earth in front of the headstone is so long settled that if it
wasn't for the grave marker there would be no way to tell it had
ever been disturbed. It's in front of this grave that
Clairvoyance turns, lays his rump down on the cold cobbles, and
sits silently, motionless aside from the sway of his mane in the
chill wind.
#Post#: 996--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Insta Form
Date: November 14, 2015, 1:24 am
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If there is ever one thing fitting about the coolness of Autumn,
it's being in a cemetery during the season's freezing
temperature. Leaves fell from their branches, covering
headstones to the point where it'd make finding loved ones a
game of needle in the haystack. But for Insta Form, the needle
she seeked was as clear as day.
She stood behind a stallion who sat in front of a headstone. The
unicorn was glad she wasn't alone in the cemetery. Less chances
of being stuck by herself during a sudden zombie outbreak, she
imagined. Aside from that thought, Insta looked down at the name
of the grave she stood by: "Welderhoof." The name brought a
beautiful sense of nostalgia, which was soon overshadowed by
dread. The kind one would get when recalling an unfortunate
memory. Breathing in and out in a slow manner, she forced a
grin. "Hey, sis," Insta spoke. "Been a while, huh? Maybe a
year?" Insta giggled, "Of course, I'd lose track of time. But so
much has been happening, I just gotta tell you!"
Insta sat on the cold cobblestone path. "The boutique's doing
fine; making a lot o' dough, and seeing a bunch of hot dudes
you'd really love." With the glow of her horn, a quick flash of
orange light appeared over the stone, and out came a red and
orange scarf. "And check it out! I found your old winter scarf.
It's super cold here, so I figured you'd like it." Insta
adjusted the scarf so it wrapped around the stone, "I really
miss you, dude. Even after a year, things still don't feel the
same without you. But it's great talking to you again. Really...
great." Letting out a sigh, Insta stayed sat in front of the
grave, and gave a moment of silence, her head facing downward.
#Post#: 1062--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Clair
Date: November 22, 2015, 1:08 pm
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A stray leaf falls from a nearby tree, drifting gracefully in a
gentle spiral until it passes Clair's head, his ear moving to
make way for it. As it settles on the cold cobbled path he does
as well, lowering from a sitting position to lie down, his chin
settled on his forehooves bare inches from the edge of the
grave. Another long moment passes before a slow, low rumble
escapes his throat. "Happy birthday, Clarity."
His horn glows a dim white and from the sleeve of his robe
emerges a black-stemmed yellow rose, which he places on the
center of the grave. "I brought you a present. Your favorite."
A gust of wind comes up and rolls the flower to the edge, and
Clair rolls it back. "I'll put it with the rest later, but I
knew you'd want to see it. You know I have trouble with
colors."
Clair rolls over onto his back, his hooves curling up above him,
mane falling from his face. "...I miss you."
#Post#: 1072--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Insta Form
Date: November 23, 2015, 12:39 am
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After her moment of silence had passed, Insta let out a short
breath. Feeling the need of not getting a cold as a result of
freezing weather, she sits up from the ground, and prepares to
head out. Turning to the main path leading to the exit, she
notices an odd sight to her right. It's the stallion who was
also speaking to his loved one's grave lying down with his
hooves covering his face. Insta takes a couple steps closer to
him, her hooves lightly stepping on the ground, ensuring she
doesn't make too much noise. "Uhh... You alright, buddy?" She
asks him calmly.
#Post#: 1103--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Clair
Date: November 26, 2015, 11:10 pm
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Clair's ears flick when the approaching mare asks her question,
then he stays still for a long moment, his mane and tail not
even moving in the slight breeze. The rose rolls again, and his
horn glows, steadying it and putting it back in its place,
smoothing the grass to the sides to form a little groove which
helps keep it in place.
"Perfectly alright," he intones slowly.
#Post#: 1111--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Insta Form
Date: November 29, 2015, 1:05 am
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"Sounds like a... No?" Insta guessed, rubbing the back of her
head as she watches him change his posture. Taking a short
moment to read the text on the grave, she then takes a seat next
to him. "This Clarity gal here. I bet she was pretty cool, huh?"
Insta asks, hoping to make some conversation.
#Post#: 1114--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Clair
Date: November 29, 2015, 7:50 pm
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Clair gradually rolls back right-side up, moving a leaf out of
the way before he does so. "The best sister a colt could ask
for," he says after another long pause, setting a forehoof down
at the edge of the grave.
#Post#: 1132--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Insta Form
Date: December 2, 2015, 12:05 am
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Insta sighs, feeling the same way about Welderhoof. "I feel ya,
pal. Really sucks having to lose someone you look up to." She
takes a seat next to Clair, "But hey, you're doing the right
thing visiting her once in a while."
#Post#: 1148--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Clair
Date: December 4, 2015, 2:12 pm
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Clair's head moves left and right in a slow shake. "No, she
hasn't been here in...some time. Visiting her is quite beyond
me at this point." He slowly unfolds his legs and raises
himself up onto his hooves, scooping up the rose with his magic
and depositing it in a fold in his robe. "This isn't the proper
place for a gift for her either, but it seems appropriate, this
being the last spot she was before leaving." It takes an
eternity for him to get it out in his glacial pace of speech,
but he does finish the sentence eventually.
#Post#: 1156--------------------------------------------------
Re: Remembrance
DIR By: Insta Form
Date: December 6, 2015, 1:10 am
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"Whatever works, dude, whatever works." Insta gave the scarf she
dropped onto her sister's grave a quick glance behind. "Knowing
my sis, she would've been yelling for her scarf by now." She
chuckled, but a raised brow and frown soon replaced her smile at
the thought of Welderhoof yelling at her from the grave. "I'm
Insta, by the way. Sorry for butting into your moment with your
sis, here. I couldn't help to check if you were doing alright."
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