The Lost Islands
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Peak

The Prime Minister

Khar'pern

The Codebreaker

Ashteroth

The General

Marceline

The Companions

None None None

The Thinkers

Naydra
Titan

The Politicians

Ararat
Axelle
Hollis
Mae
Nashira
Serenity

The Warriors

Clarity
Kaeja
Lysimache
Starling

The Trinkets

Beloved
Cato
Cullen
Gόneşlenmek
Isengrim
Jigsaw
Kazimir
Octavius
Starscream
Yıldırım

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

"None." - Leader

The Offspring

Diccon (Cicada x Khar'pern)

Rules

• The Vulcan Peak is where homeless mares come to live as a sisterhood. Stallions may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders.

• Warriors keep mainly to fighting, Thinkers keep mainly to raiding, and Politicians may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Codebreaker or Prime Minister for permission.

• All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Prime Minister maintains order within the Peak and has the final say.

• Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met.

• You can find detailed information about how the Peak works on the Rules page.

Making love to a m e m o r y




"If Love himself weep, shall not lovers weep,
learning from what sad cause he pours his tears?
Love hears his ladies crying their distress,
showing forth bitter sorrow through their eyes
because villainous Death has worked its cruel
destructive art upon a gentle heart,
and laid waste all that earth can find to praise
in a gracious lady, save her chastity."


Macabre's smile fades from her muzzle upon hearing the young colts' explanation for why Jetta wasn't around. A long vacation didn't sound like her friend, at least not without alerting her family and friends to more details. The chestnut mare's lobes lay flat against her poll for just a moment as she considered this. She tried to remain as neutral and as friendly as possible, as not to concern the boys in front her while internally the mare was bubbling with paranoia and worry. "Oh! I'm jealous!" She managed to squeak out with a weak smile.

Suddenly the mare wasn't so worried about herself anymore. Now all of her interest was turned to Jetta. "Yes, I know her very well. She's my best friend." She said with a short stomp of a front hoof. "I met her when she was just a little filly, probably no older than you two." She said, smiling more genuinely now with the distraction down memory lane. "I know your mother, too. Inka invited me to live here with her. So please do tell your mother I said hello."

With a quick swipe of her tail, Macabre knew it was time to leave. Even if she was enjoying getting to know the next generation of the Inka's children. "Maybe if I'm quick enough, I can find Jetta on tell her you all miss her so." She said and before circling the boys and turning to leave. "So I must go to try to catch her. It was nice meeting you boys!"





"Hear then how Love paid homeage to this lady;
I saw him weeping there in human form,
observing the stilled image of her grace;
and more than once he raised his eyes toward Heaven,
where that sweet soul already had its home,
which once, on earth, had worn enchanting flesh."


Macabre | 6 | Mare | Mustang X Morgan | 14.2 HH | flaxen chestnut | © Vinyl




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