Like parted souls, divided for an age ;;

Broken Dreams ;

( check my vital signs )

If Broken Dreams was nervous, he did not show it on the outside. He knew he was in a territory that he knew about, conversing with two creatures he had only caught ghostly glimpses of, and listened to new about them on the winds that carried secrets near and far. The winged general was intimidating, and this surely showed up in a protective snarl-like commentary, demanding to know what could he -a single stallion- could offer the South. He could not fault Zacharias for his bluntness and touch of rudeness either; he would not have been overly-welcoming if someone not from the North had entered into his terrain unannounced.

Queen Tia Maria’s response softened Zach’s verbal blow while still asking the same questions. He understood why they would be nervous; after all, why would a random gray stallion come to them from the North?

“I understand your concerns; however, I wish you to remain at ease. I come here holding no grudges, no evil plans. I seek out a peaceful alliance with the South. Because of a geographical advantage, my lands are privy to the on-goings of both the North and the South. I will be able to tell of any stirrings or advances coming from either direction… I am capable of warning one land from the other.”

Pausing for a moment, he contemplated his next choice of words. He wanted an alliance with the South to start the beginnings of peace, not have the North struggling, warring, against the other nation for freedom. Broken felt that this would be a start to a peaceful nation; after all, he held an advantage with being able to look out over the mountain range that separated the islands from the lakes, and see all that was happening.

There may be things that South could gain from the alliance; there was always the option of training with the Southern inhabitants, of finding a new horse and guiding them to the South, or of even having a rotation of herd members residing within the Isles to learn about them, so that they would have a greater understanding of the so-called enemy of the North. Also, Broken Dreams vied to become king one day, and with the North’s king disappearing so often, he felt he had a chance fairly soon if opportunity showed her face to him.

“Several possibilities come to mind… I might even consider an arranged marriage so to speak, between any children of mine with a child that you choose, Queen Tia. I know that peace is something of a fading memory, and I am willing to do what it takes for a chance at lasting peace throughout the land. However, I would like to hear what it is you would like from me, Tia. With an alliance from a single stallion of the North, you have a gateway to many options. You would have me as a mediator, a friend, someone to help in stopping the brunt of anything that would come your way. Not to say the South cannot handle themselves, yet any help is of aid.”

After waiting a moment, he added, “After all, one single drop raises the ocean.”


( 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 medium strength light sources, can control small amounts of sunlight: can cure minor wounds like brush cuts and brush burns, can give one the “good feelings” when they are feeling down