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Live through this ~~lie~~
Posted on September 21, 2017 at 01:24:13 PM by S H A M WARI

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

From far away, the mare reminds me of my Bight Eyes and our newborn daughter, who is nearly her twin in coloring and markings. This mare is similarly pale, but splashed in rich, creamy hints of gold. She is striking against the warm morning sun, and the scene of green, lush spring grasses all around us. She is bright and alert, but very much cautious as I approach. I can see behind her stricken eyes that something in her past drove her here. Whether she's willing to share just exactly what that was with a stranger remains to be seen. But the mare seems friendly enough, and begins to relax rather quickly in my company. But still I stand, not budging from my position several feet away at the riverbank. Some of the tall, grass-like reeds bend in the wake of a chilly spring breeze, and they tickle at my ankles and knees as they move.

I toss my heavy head in a lazy fashion, sending the unkempt strands of my firey red mane to lap at my thick neck. "The constant swims take some getting used to." I say, upon her mentioning that she was sore. "But none of the treks between islands are quite as difficult as the first one, from the mainlands." I say, in a long, somewhat ambling way. I wonder if she knows where she is. If Dag, as she introduces herself as, understands that she landed on the first of a chain of islands, inhabited and ruled by our kind. I wonder if she sought out this place, or stumbled upon it by chance. "I'm Shamwari. Welcome to the Lost Islands, Dag." I say, with a half-smirk etching its way across my whiskered lips.

When she takes a step in my direction, I nicker eagerly to her. My hooves never leave their planted position in the soft soil at the riverbank, but I arch my neck and extend my muzzle, nostrils flared and heavy, warm breathes are expelled. I offer to share a friendly exchange of breathe in greeting, if she is up for it.

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