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Live through this ~~lie~~ [Claim]
Posted on September 17, 2017 at 01:23:41 PM by S H A M WARI

Was I left behind?
Tell me, tell me I survived.

I stand among the lose sand of the shoreline at the common gates, watching idly as the orange mass of the new day's sun begins to rise over the horizon. This was my usual bugle that it was time to patrol the Prairie, to assess my small herd as they awake from a calm night's slumber. But still I stood, watching lazily from underneath the firey red unkempt strands of my thick forelock as the sun began to brighten behind the endless ocean, casting its rippling waves in stark shades of pink and red.

I reveled in the peace I had in this moment, knowing well just how fleeting it was. Stargazer would round up the herd if I stumbled into the Prairie a little late this morning. I could use the break, if I'm being honest. Isn't that, after all, what drove me from my home to the common isle in the middle of the night? After losing in battle to Orkaan, and almost losing Bri. After giving up my sister in her place. And Paradiso chose to stand by strangers instead of his own kin. My stomach churned as I thought about how I'd sent my family away from their home - Evaline to the Dunes and Nova to the Desert, and Paradiso to the Forest. I purposely turned them away from our home. If I held them so dear, why would I send them away?

Since this revelation, I've struggled with leaving Luthien at all. I am fearful of what could happen when I am not there. Orkaan posed a very real threat. He pushed through my barricade with ease. It was a harsh reminder that we were not safe unless I was constantly moving, constantly thinking ahead, constantly coming up with new ways to protect our borders. But holing up away from the community here after such a blow in battle was no way to live, either.

So here I am, wandering at the twilight hour, occasionally dropping my head to graze on the fresh offering of grasses the spring season brings. I am standing idly in the open meadow just to be seen. I will not cower in aftermath of my weakness. Life goes on, and I am trying desperately to focus on the future ahead of us. I hear a rustling in the brush coming from the direction of a nearby stream and raise my head from the earth's floor just in time to spot a pale-colored splashed mare staggering toward the water source. I watch curiously from my perch as she hobbles on weak legs, and decide to approach. I nicker gently as not to alarm her just as I reach the riverbank not far away. I drop my head to drink silently first, but my wide, brown eyes never leave her frame. I can smell the strong stench of seawater on her from here, but nothing else. She is new to the islands and I decide she will be coming home to the Prairie with me.

"Are you alright?" I ask, taking a step or two closer to her, but still giving her space. A thick brown tail flicks idly over my haunches.

Replies:

say you'll never let me go. - By DAG September 19, 2017 at 05:05:33 PM
- Live through this ~~lie~~ - By S H A M WARI September 21, 2017 at 01:24:13 PM

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