<font color=#74535a face=garamond size=2>smell the blossoms through the snow</font> (macabre cont.)

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 G�neşlenmek 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.

smell the blossoms through the snow (macabre cont.)
Posted on July 6, 2017 at 07:23:47 PM by JETTA

JETTA

In silence the tall mare led the way across the rocky field toward the river. The water was hidden on both sides by clusters of trees and shrubs, but its rushing could be heard in a gradual crescendo as they neared it. To escape the heat of the summer sun on their backs, Jetta ducked into the shade of the trees and finally came to a stop at a grassy patch along the water's edge. Sunlight breaking through the branches above cast dapples of brightness on the murky surface of the river, and Jetta stared at these spots for a few moments while she struggled to rein in her nerves. Though she was not thirsty, she considered leaning down to grab a drink just to bide her time.

Just do it, a voice inside told her.

She whirled to face Macabre and reached forward to hug the smaller mare's withers between her chin and her chest. The contact filled her with an explosion of warmth, and when she pulled away her blue eyes were shining with tears. "I'm so sorry," she began, and managed a short chuckle at herself for becoming emotional so quickly. "I've been a total hermit the last few months and completely abandoned you. You deserve better; you're my best friend, Macabre. You're like family to me. I hope you know that." She squeezed her eyes shut, and a couple tears fell from her cheeks to the grass below. "I'm going to do better - for you and for myself. I'll be around from now on. I want... I need to start living again."

FRIESIAN MUTT; 16�1HH; BAY SPLASH; SIX

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Replies:

Making love to a m e m o r y - By Macabre July 10, 2017 at 03:14:25 PM
- smell the blossoms through the snow - By JETTA July 12, 2017 at 07:47:52 PM
  - Making love to a m e m o r y - By Macabre July 19, 2017 at 06:54:08 PM
    - smell the blossoms through the snow - By JETTA July 27, 2017 at 08:00:51 PM
      - Making love to a m e m o r y - By Macabre August 4, 2017 at 03:34:20 PM
        
        smell the blossoms through the snow - By JETTA August 20, 2017 at 07:43:25 PM
        
        Making love to a m e m o r y - By Macabre August 23, 2017 at 03:42:50 PM
        
        [x] - By Jetta September 20, 2017 at 01:04:32 PM

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The Prime Minister

The Codebreaker

The General

The Companions

The Thinkers

The Politicians

The Warriors

The Trinkets

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

The Offspring

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