Accept the fires from which I came ;;

Broken Dreams ;

( check my vital signs )

Amidst all of the ongoing chaos, Broken Dreams was still able to sense and turn to see his darling Freya return. His heart skipped a few beats, and he let out a low whicker that might not be heard above the hullabaloo, but he did manage to lock eyes with the palomino beauty. Too star struck to say anything just yet, he opted to listen to the words coming out of her lovely mouth. He had missed her and it felt right in an odd way to have her near him again.

While the rest of the grouped talked and Paparazzi seemed to have simmered down Viriarus’ temper, Broken felt something gentle slip away from him. And with that something that slipped away from him, he noticed he no longer felt an urgent and dire need to be around the blonde female any longer. Curious… he thought as he acknowledged the gentle separation of the two, and realized that this Freya mare had something else quite curious about her, something much more than the natural elements that the gods handed out.

Now that he was not wholly focused on her, he looked in the distance and noticed the ghostly form of a wolf. He seemed to be pissed that there were others around, and had a feeling that he and the trickster mare were entangled in some manner.

He made his way over to Freya, and whispered in her ear, “I do not hate you, my dear…” and let his aquamarine stone glow to produce a gentle good feeling over her, then positioned himself back beside Taboo.

His mind and heart clearer without the fog of Freya, the overwhelming emotions for Solaris kicked into full gear, and he knew he would do everything he could for the beauty that had unknowingly captured his heart. Also, he knew that he had to complete his mission that the Oracle had sent him on.

Unsure if this was a good time to speak with the raging former Valkyrie Queen, he waited it out a while longer. What the strange brindle stallion had said did make sense, and he agreed with it. As much as he liked and respected Taboo, and was forming a bantering friendship with him, he hoped that the new king would see the wise words that Paparazzi had concocted. Afterall, the blue and purple stallion was a brother of sorts to Taboo, so he knew that that in itself would take some precedence over anything that he himself had stated.

Broken made a move to nudge Taboo slightly after Freya and Paparazzi had spoken, and let him know that he agreed with them. He was unsure what his input would be worth; he was an outsider, and did not belong to the Rajputs before the merge, and he was not a Scythian now. As a matter of fact, he was a Northerner with only a slot of land to claim as his own. But still…Freya must have had a good intention for bringing him here and then abandoning him. His bond with Taboo was quickly becoming steadfast and he hoped to help the fledgling king and nation grow if Taboo would allow him.


( to know that I’m still alive and I walk alone )

-create large fireballs & ribbons with quite a bit of heat; control medium sized firewall & small firestorms-
create weak light sources and bend light to refract in certain directions, can give one the “good feelings” when they are feeling down