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[Blake Eve]

"Believe you can and you're halfway there."

The day happened to one of pure beauty. The flowers had all began to bloom, and the tree’s has began to brighten to a beautiful shade of green. The summer was turning out to be one of pure grace, and with that grace...People began to go outside more and more. The sun was up from morning till dusk, and not a cloud seemed to block the brilliant rays of the sun. This was the type of weather that Blake appreciated the very most. Every once in a while the children of Oblitus would get lucky and a soft breeze would rustle through the grass and various weeds, this breeze felt good against their skin. This was natural form of air conditioning seeing as such thing didn’t exist in a society that wasn’t completely developed just yet.

Running her fingers through the various wheat that reached up to her finger tips, Blake took it upon herself to appreciate the day. The sun beamed down upon her hair as she began to venture the various fields. This was a common place for her ever since she originally came here. Seeing as it was the closest thing to home here. How much Blake longed to be back down South where it seemed every day was a day in paradise. The horses and cowboys roamed, along with rodeo’s almost anywhere you turned. It was a beauty to say the least, and something Blake longed for. But one of her goals was to bring rodeo’s to Oblitus, so she planned that often while in the fields. And even, every once in a while she would get some horse visitors while in the field. Today happened to be one of those lucky days. Looking across the field, Blake smiled softly as a dark brown figure came into view.

Its legs were long and the light reflected casually off its skin. The horses name was Peanut. Kind of a ridiculous to name for a horse, but he had gained the name from the first time Blake had met him. The biggest reason that Blake had grown attached him was the first day she came to oblitus, she had been relaxing in the fields around from the rather large groups, and had been eating peanuts. The horse had come into the fields because he spelt the peanuts and wished for Blake to share, from that point on they had been allies. Most would find her having a horse here in Oblitus ridiculous, but in some ways, it was a sense of security for Blake.

Taking her time, Blake made her way across the field to where peanut was located. Pulling some grains of corn and random peanuts from her jean pocket, Blake offered him some. He gratefully accepted and then lowered his head slightly, allowing her to pet him and brush any spare straw from his hair. It was a strange relationship she had, and she only wished that she could show such an alliance with the other many orphans of Oblitus…but for now, that just wasn’t in the cards.

After petting peanut for a bit, Blake walked over to an area of land that had been pulled of various weeds and high wheat strands. There were many logs and pieces of wood that had been shaped as a fence would be shaped stacked up. This was where Blake had began to set up her goal of a rodeo. It all seemed to beautiful in her mind…but it was going to be a lot harder than just thinking about it. Picking up the various wood pieces and separating them into piles, Blake smiled at the idea of what the final product would eventually be.

Word Count: 620
Musical Inspiration: She's Country
Characters Emotions: Inspired
Notes: That's Blake (:

[Jensen Alibaster]

JENSEN ALIBASTER
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The light breeze carried the fresh smell of blooming flowers. A few flower petals from the trees were falling to the ground, making it look like snow. The sunshine was beginning to warm the earth and the animals were frequently seen running about. Jensen, a longtime member of the council, was making her way towards the fields. Even though her body was that of a thirteen year old, everyone knew she was older. Of course not all knew how old exactly. She would be forty-four years old in about a month. Boy, how fast the time seemed to pass since she first found herself in Oblitus. Her airy, light-blue dress swayed with the breeze. Her long dark hair was pulled into a loose ponytail with a purple ribbon.

That ribbon was always a favorite accessory of hers. She received it from her mother on the day Anthony, her little brother, was born. It was a piece of her past she always treasured. Reflecting back on the more positive parts of her former life she wandered through the grasses which were growing taller the further she walked. She stopped for a moment and kicked off her little slip-on shoes, carrying them in one hand. In her other she held a book she borrowed from the Bibliotheca. It was often on nice days like this, which Jensen would venture out into the fields to sit on her rock. Well okay, it wasn’t really her rock, but she considered it hers. While sitting in the sunshine, enjoying the warm and breezy air she would read. It wasn’t unusual for her to finish one book in one day.

Up ahead Jensen could see two figures. One was in the shape of a human; the other was a form she hadn’t seen in years. A horse. She stopped walking and just watched. Never in her life here in Oblitus had she known there were horses about. Stunned Jen slowly began walking towards them again. She didn’t want to frighten off the beautiful creature, but she wanted a closer look. When the human, who Jensen could now tell was a girl, moved away from the horse and began picking up large sticks Jensen slowed her pace once more. What on earth? She asked herself silently. Who would be out here with a horse, piling large sticks on top of each other? Jensen observed for a few moments, while thinking of an answer to her question. Coming closer to the girl and horse she finally saw who it was.

Blake. Of course. That girl was such a country girl at heart it was crazy. Jensen was no longer surprised about the horse. Leave it to Blake to find a horse here in this land of the forgotten. Smiling, the Vetus Orphanus stopped a good distance from the horse, but somewhat closer to Blake. “Nice day to be stacking wood, huh?” She asked, her voice still sounding like a young child’s.

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words: four hundred ninety-three.
notes: sorry it took so long!
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