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Posted on June 19, 2012 at 01:15:36 PM by lavender
Lavender
Zion x Red Cross
Born April of 2003
Died June 25, 2004 at 8:16 pm Central Standard Time
Here now, was Lavender finally to sleep, in the comfort of friends, most of whom she didn’t know she had until the last day of her life. With a weary sigh the grey mare turned her gaze to her son, her precious Coke, who had so recently appeared. He was her son, her favorite, though she never would admit it. He was perfect to her in everyway, nothing about him had faults. And so she smiled at him, her dark eyes full of peace, and she need not speak, merely nodded blissfully. It seemed that in the last moments of her pain she was finally emptied of hurt. The grey lady cast one last glance on the faded Atheist, then to the blue Risem, and finally to the black, white, and red king, who lay beside her in the dying light.
Now for the last time she closed her eyes, resting her weary head on her outstretched forelegs, her neck leaning on Solomon as she stilled, her heart halting its pumping as her sides remained still, never to inhale the sweet air of the Forbidden Dale again, at least in this life-time. And when she said her goodbyes to the world, there was a smile on her face, faint, but there none the less. She too would wait in the company of the magical Atheist for Solomon’s coming, from where they would welcome him, and the rest of their generation to eternal happiness.
If there had been a plaque to memorize Lavender, to write down her accomplishments in life, it would have read…
She was born to a weary mother, barely a decade into life and already worn from living a harsh life. Lavender was a fatherless filly, one who at less then an hour of age had betrayed him which should have been more important to her then any, her precious twin Thyme, her parodic counterpart. The speckled filly lived a lonely life in the Chamber of Evil, rarely seeing any of her siblings, only one of which was her age, the other two, Perdition and Wednesday, a year older. Red Cross, her rather depressing mother, was well enough in the caring category, and loved her little daughter the average amount, but with nothing more than motherly concern. When Mid-term Paper took the throne that Lavender’s father had left vacated for too long, Red Cross had sent her little daughter off to Forest Frontiers where her own mother, Lavender’s grandmother Blueness, lived. In the brief time she was there, frolicking with her twin cousins, she caught a glimpse of Indiro, the Neutral King.
But Blueness had made her leave at a year of age, sending her off into the plains of Herdless, as it was then called, where the grey filly had a rather unpleasant meeting with her elder cousin, Dog Tag. To make things short, Lavender was soon carrying a foal by the black stallion, a son. After that fateful meeting with a rather disturbing relative, Lavender was quite sure she didn’t want anything else to do with the male gender, and so she ventured to the Amazon’s domain, where she was accepted and where she bore her first son, Kaotic. Kaotic, who shared her dappled coloring, was never quite happy in the land of female warriors, and so when he was old enough he left, leaving Lavender with only her memories and the pregnancy of her next son, Violation, a white colt, the one of the last sons of Marked. He too soon grew up, leaving Lavender, and venturing off to Herdless to begin his own family.
The next spring, the grey lady followed the trend of most of the Amazonians in breeding to Faust, and bearing him a son, gangly Tile, who resemblance to her own twin, Thyme was almost uncanny. Of her three sons, Tile was content with being among the ladies, for he had a half-brother, the son of Abel, to join with in play. Shortly after the birth of black Tile, Lavender wandered to the Adoption Den, where she found a mare, recently passed from the world, next to two living foals, twins, a boy and a girl. The colt was led off by a strange stallion, while Lavender introduced herself to Wish, a distant niece, and her new adopted daughter, her first little girl, who would always hold a special place in Lavender’s heart.
Yet before either Tile or Wish were old enough to live without their mother, Lavender again wandered, now four years of age, and trying to fill the hole in her heart. In Herdless again, the grey mare met three stallions, Kael, an unnamed and ill-remembered other, and Solomon. Lavender felt a bond to both Kael and to Solomon, but eventually she was pulled to the black and white stallion, whom she followed to his newly appointed kingdom of Neutral Mystics, where he dwelt with his queen and lover, Risem. Because of her already blossoming love for Solomon, Lavender found competition hard to take, and acted rather rudely toward her new queen, never really speaking with her. But that spring, Lavender’s first biological daughter was born. Haven, named for the safety Lavender had found with the king, was a pretty black filly, with wings, a horn, and immortality. Yet Haven left Lavender young, and ventured to Herdless, where she, like her mother, found Kael and fell in love. She bore the bay pegasus two foals, a boy and girl, Solomon’s first grandchildren, before ruining her life and straightening it out again with Rift.
Lavender’s next spring was a disaterous one, in which she bore twins, two little fillies, one a paint like Solomon, Laurel, the other a miniature copy of her own dappled self whom she called Nianine. But when Lavender returned to the herd to show off her darlings, a rotting tree tumbled from the sky, onto the small body of Nianine. Lavender was heart-broken, and before even speaking to anyone, she gathered up Laurel and headed back to the Amazons, spending the rest of the spring and summer there, with her old friends, becoming reaquainted with her son, Tile. Yet Nianine hadn’t died, merely been struck unconsious and lost all memory, and she wandered to the Adoption Den, calling herself Perdy, short for Perdition, the name of her aunt.
But Solomon came to the Amazons to call Lavender back, and, still weeping for the loss of her child, she followed --Laurel wandering off along the way, for she was old enough to be on her own by then. Now, back at the Dale, Lavender saw a filly, looking almost too much like her Nianine to be true, but huddled next to Risem, Lavender’s not-quite-enemy. Despite her heart telling her it was her daughter, Lavender denied her feelings, though she always wondered if Risem knew. But she was too caught up with her new son, Charon, dapple grey like herself, with wings and immortality. He always was the oddball, and when he disaperead a few years ago, only a few missed him, as he wasn’t always the socialite around the ladies.
That was the year Moth came, a child messenger form the Neutral King and Queen, helped along by Risem. For some reason, Solomon thought that the child was Risem’s and Texas’, and he ran off in a rage, tripping and knocking himself out, losing memory. It broke Lavender’s heart to have to reintroduce herself to someone she had loved for so long, but she had struggled through it. Then she became pregnant with Coca-Cola, birthing him only a few moths before the Disruption in the safety of the Dale that was about to be torn apart. When the dreaded day finally came, Lavender followed the trail of many, and when she saw Solomon’s familiar black and white form, she felt an inner tug puling her toward the opposite side, the Dogmatists.
There she became the consort of Desecration, for by his magic he changed Solomon’s twins inside her belly to his own, and when Mahari and Nalini were born, they were his own children. Asru, a mare from Desecration’s herd before the Disruption, informed Lavender that if only she had stayed with Solomon that she would have become his queen, but somehow Lavender had shrugged it off. Nianine, Lavender’s missing daughter, had also been found by Desecration, and she had abandoned her daughter and his, Little Wing, near the Dogmatists side, and Lavender adopted her grandchild, Mahari and Nalini’s half-sister and niece. She spent another year with Desecration, whom she aptly nicknamed the magical bastard, a name which seemed to have stuck past her time with him, and Asru, Dese’s personal slave and whore. When the Dogmatists disappeared however, Lavender had birthed her last child of Desecration’s, a little white filly called Odette. Odette wandered off as well, too young to survive, and where she is today is still a mystery.
When Lavender returned to the Forbidden Dale shaking with fear for the punishment she might receive for siding against her entire herd and consorting with Desecration, she was welcomed by Solomon, who it seemed had had another turn for the worst in his mental health, and was aided to recovery by Atheist. Lavender spent the next years in relative peace, raising up another son, Inferiae; he too disappeared soon as he could, probably off to the playground, though she had never seen him again, as well as two daughters, Sea and Tzipporah. Then, with slight trepidation she conceived her next foal, whom she knew would be a girl, and had already named Sydney. But when the time came for her to be born, Desecration again appeared in her life and Solomon’s, killing the painted king. Lavender had to leave her dying lover to give birth to Sydney, whom she commanded to stay in the forest, until she called for her. Lavender would never call. And when she died, she lay peacefully beside Solomon, preceded in death by Athiest, and soon to be followed by others, Solomon and Risem included.
She was preceded in death by her mother, Red Cross, two sisters, Fool and Winsome, and two sons, Tile and Violation. Of her remaining children, six remain missing and eight were living out their lives in Beqanna. One, her last, her Sydney, had ventured to the Amazon’s, ready to fill Lavender’s shoes.
Children:
Kaotic
Violation
Tile
Wish
Haven
Laurel
Nianine
Charon
Coca-Cola
Mahari
Nalini
Oddette
Little Wing
Tzipporah
Sea
Inferiae
Sydney
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