The Beach
The smell of death is heavy here, and the sky overhead is nearly always grey. The gods weep for those souls no longer living, and the iron gray waves sweep away the bodies of the fallen to the deep. The sand here is bone white - for good reason - and each step along the shore is made on the backs of thousands of horses before you.
This is not a place to put characters on hold. This is a place to die. Once they are gone here, they're gone forever. This is an In Character Board, not an Out of Character board where you just tell what characters are here and which are gone.
a forgotten farewell.
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Posted on July 3, 2011 at 08:55:15 AM by Liat
She would come visit this place in the years to come, curious why she remembers a horrifying act had occurred and that she had run - but nothing of why the mare that hit the dirt was so desperately important.
She never discovered what her mothers name was, nor that she had family.
All she knew was that she was scared and lonely.
...and The Adoption Den would cure that.
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