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It was dark when the mare washed ashore; her legs barely able to stagger up onto the sandy beach before collapsing. With only the stars and moon to light the night sky she appeared black. Her sleek skin shimmering in the silvery wash of moonlight. Long tangled mane clung to either side of her slender neck while her thick tail lay in a mess twisted around her hind legs. Even in the exhausted state she was in, the mare’s golden lupine eyes glimmered as she peered out towards the green grasses that lay just out of reach and the trees that stood stoic behind the blades.


As she began to catch her breath; her ebony nostrils not quite as flared while her flanks stopped heaving for breath, the mare tried to stand. At first, she was a bit clumsy. The black pillars seeming more like noodles until she was able to balance herself upright again. Slowly, carefully, she walked off the shoreline and further onto the Island. Although she had been born here, the mare had been so young when she was led away, that she honestly didn’t know where she was.


When the mare reached better grazing, she stopped to lower her head. Velvety lips snatched at the grass hungrily, her belly giving a growl as if to say she wasn’t feeding it fast enough. Her ebony ears still flicked around her surroundings, her head tilting as she took in the scene around her. Always cautious. Always wary of what might be lurking in the night.