![]() Your dress was torn and soaked and the gentle breeze now moving in random intervals was jarring and dancing around your cloaked form, making the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. You yelped, waving the stick in the opposite direction, hoping not to lose your footing against any loose rocks or sturdy tree roots. “So silly.” The deep voice chuckled out from somewhere behind you. You heard their noises of primal instinct and found yourself counting the minutes down until they were long gone and satisfied with their hunt. Tears poured down your face as you waited for the steps of the animals to recede. You held your breath, covering yourself with your arms and you cried. You inhaled sharply, rolling away, your limbs tucked inward, as fast as possible from the now trampling hooves and paws. The horse came to an unsteady halt, rearing back and knocking your frail form harshly to the ground. Suddenly, one creature, the largest, leaped out from beyond a too dark clearing in front of your path, baring its fangs and lashing out with its dastardly claws. The creature’s of the hunt followed suit, a game of cat and mouse. From your lips feeble shrieks of protest left, but to no avail. You yelped loudly as the horse became unsteady and afraid, dashing off towards the nearest escape. You tried catching sight of the beasts making the horrid sound, but soon it seemed as though the guttural growls were surrounding you, closing in on their next meal. It was then that a loud howl sounded from somewhere nearby, a chorus of others following suit. Your breaths became ragged as you tore the cloth sigil from the bodice of your dress, the only thing left showing your status in this deplorable kingdom and soon you realized, the only thing holding you back. You laughed too hard, running your hands harshly over the layers of paint adorning your face. You sighed harshly, ripping the despicable band of silver off of your head, ruining the perfect waves your hair was lying in before. The piece of metal that used to be the only thing tying you to your mother’s lineage, now was only an unwelcome reminder of your duties lined up in the other room, waiting for your hand in marriage. Your reflection stared back at you tauntingly, the flushed cheeks and too perfect hair, until your eyes got caught on the thin band gracing your head. In the washroom you would stand, hands now pressed to the too warm mirror in that stuffy room, staring at your reflection. You’d say to yourself silently as you excused yourself to the washroom, wiping your disgraced palm clean of the suitors that you had been dancing with’s sweat, your nose scrunched in disgust. It’s always amazing just how much can change in just one year’s time. As unexpected as it was, and as awful as some of the changes felt, it still ended up being the best thing that had ever happened to either of them. Even things like abrasive family members, body image issues, and out of control hormones. But they can make it through anything as long as they have each other. When Dean’s secret finally comes to light, though, it’s only a big deal until something bigger comes along. And two people fitting together so perfectly, that could happen to anybody really, right? At least, that was what Dean had claimed. So the electric shock that Castiel felt the first time they touched had to be something else, because they were both alphas. Something that rarely happens, and then only between an alpha and an omega. I always make music using my midi composer or on FLS, but performing the song live instrument by instrument is a whole other issue filled with complex procedures.Main Tags/Warnings: ABO, Mpreg, omega Dean, alpha Cas, recreational drug use, true mates I the pianos near the end, they were improvised One day I plan to redo with Violins this since I'm learning Violin atm Came from youtube, forgot who wrote them but kudos to that person.Voice and choir 'oohs' (Me) - 1 year singing exp, More than 60 vocal layers were recorded for this piece, you can tell which my voice from the choirs since my voice makes your ears bleed (haha).I did not use a Midi in any of these songs (hence it might sound a little disorderly) - I only used a metronome and headphones to time my performance I felt that I should share it with you all. A while back I performed Musique Pour La Tristesse de Xion.
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