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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
Güneşlenmek
Isengrim
Jigsaw
Kazimir
Octavius
Starscream
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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
Posted on July 12, 2018 at 04:52:44 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."

The Peak had become dreadfully quiet. As such, Macabre was on edge.

The small chestnut mare had lived through many chapters of reclusion in her life. But still to this day, she didn't handle it well. Oswin's scent had long gone stale on the mountain. And as days became weeks, and weeks became months, Macabre feared their Prime Minister wouldn't be returning to the Peak any time soon, if at all. This realization made her heart ache for Jetta, Rowena, and the memory of Inka. All of her closest (and largest) friends had seemingly moved on, and here Macabre was, in a leadership position over an empty terrain, with just her nearly grown daughter to keep her company.

All the while, the looming threat of the tyrant in the Lagoon, Cullen, still remained. Macabre found herself thinking of the mare she and Wasp had met a the Falls fairly often. How did Cullen treat her in the Lagoon? She remembered the swelling on the mare's chest, and the distension in her abdomen from having foaled more than once. Did Cherish need help? Could Macabre bring herself to be the one to stand up for her? The memories of the short scuffle between Cullen and herself still haunted her in her dreams. Cullen had been out for blood. How she managed to hold him off and get away, she still wasn't entirely sure. All she knew was that she was terrified of the day she'd meet the stallion again.

On this particular cool autumn morning, Macabre grazed in the low, quiet valley at the base of the Peak with Wasp not too terribly far away. Wasp had filled out to be an impressive mare -- much taller and more stout than her mother. She looked like a spitting image of Diamant, if only a bit slighter. Her heart fluttered in her chest as she wondered where Diamant was now, and if Jetta ever found him. The mare exhaled deeply at the thought, and tried not to let her mind wander to another fear that clouded her every moment or nearly every day. When would Wasp decide to embark on her own journey? Adulthood was just around the corner.




"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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