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Marceline

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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
Posted on December 14, 2017 at 05:24:30 PM by Macabre




"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 smiles brightly upon seeing a renewed twinkle in her friend's eye. She bumps Rowena against the shoulder again with a cheery exuberance she wished she could physically transfer into her friend as she opens up about Ailill. It's true that the chestnut mare didn't know much about the relationship Rowena had with the young pale-colored stallion. But she remembers a time that the two of them and another of Vodnik's mares found themselves at the border of Paradise with him. It was a tense situation for Macabre, given the fact that she had once been a resident of Ailill's herd, but she was clever enough to notice Rowena's and Ailill's seemingly shared interest in one another. And Macabre couldn't think of a more charming and kind stallion for Rowena to take an interest in, quite frankly.

"I'm sure he thinks about you a lot." Macabre said matter-of-factly, offering her friend a smile. "He's a good one, that Ailill." She confirms with the gentle bob of her head. Macabre watches with interest as her friend mulls over the idea of returning to Atlantis. Macabre had avoided the island for the most part, except for that off, melancholy trip she took when we was reacquainted with Rowena in the Ridge. She saw no harm in going back now, and felt especially confident after their safe return from Tinuvel. "It's settled then. Paradise will be our next adventure." She said with a reassuring nicker. "Maybe in the spring, when the weather starts to turn."

Macabre's brown ear lobes flick forward at the sound of a bellowing whicker in the distance. Immediately she calls for Wasp to come close, but her cautious stance melts away when she spies Jetta and a growing foal at her side coming toward them. Macabre returns her friend's call with a cheery one of her one, and even launches herself in an exciting display of several short, half-rears, as Jetta approaches.

Macabre falls in to Jetta's warm embrace and nickers eagerly to her friend, a large grin plastered across her face. "It's so good to see you." Wasp stands coolly at heels, her head tilted to one side as she admires her mother's collection of tall and stout friends. Eventually her amber eyes turn to the foal, who is much more her size. She whips her tail over her haunches quickly as she considers walking up to him, but holds back. Instead she decides to introduce herself. "I'm Wasp!" She calls out brightly, prancing in place now.

Macabre laughs twice, but her smile is still there. "Yes, this is Wasp. Wasp, say hi to your Aunt Jetta and Wade." She confirms with a gentle roll of her eyes. Wasp saunters up and bobs her head. "So wait, I have two aunts?!?" But Macabre isn't paying attention. she takes a step closer to the colt with her nose close to the ground."Hello Wade. Aren't you a handsome young man." She said, She returns her gaze to Jetta before turning to look for Rowena. "Jetta, you must know my very dear friend, Rowena, by now. She is the daughter of Vodnik, the stallion I lived with in the Ridge."




"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 | 12 | Mare | Mustang X Morgan | 14.2 HH | flaxen chestnut | © Vinyl






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