Dark and Stormy Night (Closed to Anime)

by **Bookworm46** June 22nd 2013, 2:09 pm

It was a dark and stormy night, and the pale moonlight shone upon Jonathon Harpster as he wandered through a small park in Italy. The rain drizzled upon Jonathon’s head as he ducked through the old trees, his pale skin shining against the contrast of the dark green leaves. He came across a clearing in the park, and stood in the center. Glancing around and he couldn’t see anyone else, he sat down. To any normal person seeing him, he would appear to be conversing with thin air.

by **Hanna** June 22nd 2013, 2:43 pm

It was dark and night, Anya's favorite time. In Italy too, they had some fantastic olives. The black unicorn picked her way through the park. Almost silent, anyone with the gift of sight would be able to tell what she was without touching her. Normal people would see a normal, tall, muscular horse. Oblivious to the spiral ivory horn and the dark blue gem glittering at the base of her horn. Steam seeped out of her nose in puffs.
The full moon's light was trickling through the dark wide, overhead canopy leaves. It was raining lightly, the water droplets bubbled and hissed when they came in contact with her skin. Calmly, Anya turned off the fire and heat, allowing the water to roll down her hide.
By this point she entered a clearing, she swished her tail. White cobbles stones covered the clearing and there was a brilliant fountain, illuminated from behind by the wide moon.
She did not notice the figure sitting in the clearing. Slowly she moved forward and took a drink out of the fountain. The water was cool and clear.

by **Bookworm46** June 22nd 2013, 5:51 pm

Jonathon stopped conversing with the ghost, slowly turning his head, expecting to see people staring at him and talking with one another. People who saw him talking with ghosts usually thought he was insane, like so many before him. He had grown used to the whispers and stares, but it still hurt him of the inside every time it occurred. When he first saw the horse, he thought it was a stray, accidentally wandering too far from his worried owner. But as he focused on it, his Sight kicked in and the spiraling ivory horn and glittering dark blue gem at the base, shimmered into existence right in front of Jonathon.

"What!?!" Jonathon said under his breath, shocked. His eyebrows shot to his hair, and his eyes widened as he stared at the unicorn. Not having much experience with magical creatures, especially a unicorn, he was taken aback by the majestic creature that stood, not far from him, drinking from the cool water that gathered in the fountain. He slowly got up and, waving the ghost back to wherever it came, slowly crept towards the unicorn. He winced as every step seemed to crunch something, whether it was stray leaves or the grass that he tread on. He clicked his tongue, so to alert the unicorn to his presence, and not scare it away, for it was a rare experience to encounter a unicorn.

I should come to Italy more often, Jonathon thought as he neared the unicorn. As his wet shoes met the slippery concrete that surrounded the fountain, his feet slipped and he slid towards the unicorn. Nearly falling over, he desperately grabbed at something, and his hands met wet fur as he grasped the unicorn's back.

by **Hanna** June 22nd 2013, 7:23 pm

Anya withdrew her head from the fountain, hearing movement and then a man's voice. She fixed her dark eyes on him, ears flattening against her head. Anyone who knew anything about horses knew that a pissed off horse would flatten their ears.
But the man seemed to be so deeply awed by this creature he failed to noticed. Then the man clicked his tongue, he had the audacity to do such a thing!!!
Anya stomped her hoof and then the man slid when he connected with the concrete, slamming into her neck and clinging on for support. Anya resisted the temptation to light his face on fire, as she found herself eye to eye with this mortal.
Instead she watched him for a reaction, if he tried to get on she would throw him without a doubt. She twisted her head around so they were face to face.
Then Anya waited, this could end very badly.

by **Bookworm46** June 22nd 2013, 8:35 pm

Jonathon rapidly backed away from the horse, utilizing his superhuman speed to move quicker than the average human. The unicorn turned its head to look at him, and he froze, worried.

"Sorry," he apologized, then immediately felt foolish. I'm talking to a unicorn, I doubt it can understand me, he thought. It couldn't hurt, though, he reasoned with himself. "I don't know if you can understand this, Unicorn," he began, "but if you can, I just approached you because I've never seen an unicorn before. And I don't know many people who have."

He turned away from the creature for a second, then extended his hand. A translucent spirit shimmered into existence in front of him.

"Yes, Jonathon," the ghost, who went by Oliver, said, a faint hint of an Italian accent in his tone.

"How rare are unicorns?" he asked Oliver.

Oliver thought for a second, then replied, "Not very common, I believe. I don't know much about them."

"Well," Jonathon said, "thanks anyway." The ghost disappeared from existence, and he turned back to the unicorn.

"Yeah, not very common, so I imagine that this would be very rare, and you probably don't understand me, so now I'm just talking to myself and rambling," Jonathon said partially to the unicorn and partially to himself.

"I'm going to shut up now, and leave," Jonathon said, shutting his mouth and slowly starting to back away, anticipating the unicorn's next move.

by **Hanna** June 24th 2013, 3:04 pm

Anya watched, slightly amused at this display. It was quite scary how Anya could go from looking terrified to amused in few seconds. His curiosity was understandable and she blinked, her tail swishing over the dead leaves.
A soft voice issued from her mouth, "Understanding is easy, speaking is hard."
He wouldn't have heard it unless he was very in tune with his gifted side, she shook her head and neck causing her mane to switch sides. She turned and dipped her head back into the side of the fountain. A swooshing noise and the exhaling of monstrous lungs showed she was drinking from the white stone fountain. Her eyes once more fixed upon Jonathon.

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