Posted on April 7, 2020 at 03:37:33 PM by Nereid
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| I helped you out of a broken place |
| Weary orbs of honey turned away from the ocean with reluctance. It would do no good to reflect on her actions at this time. She had made her bed and no amount of regret would change the outcome.
The white mare felt resolve strengthen within her chest and allowed her shoulders to square themselves. She was Nereid, daughter of the ocean and mother to her unborn child. Her little one needed her to be strong and find a home that would give them sanctuary in these coming tides. When, not if, Bahadir found her missing, she knew there would be a pound of flesh to be paid. Hopefully she would be able to find a home before the time came. Despite the fledgling feelings of love she held for the speckled stallion, his home was not hers and that made all the difference. The clearing of a throat causes Nereid to turn her head quickly to the stranger. Her body jolts, one pillar lifting from the ground in uncertainty at the sudden appearance of this mare. It seemed she had found herself in the territory of another herd and not border shores as she had initially thought. What would they make of her? Would they drive her away or offer her a chance to explain her actions? Questions plunder her mind and cause the smile that appears on her lips to wobble and not meet her eyes. "Hello Calypso. Atlantis you say? It seems I have travelled quite far from home than my initial assessment. No wonder my legs are weary." She cannot help the chuckle that escapes her lips or the slight shrug of one shoulder done out of embarrassment. Nereid seemed to have bypassed the Crossing completely in her attempt to flee the Dunes. Nostrils flare when the scent of a stallion reaches her seconds before his voice. Her gaze snaps to him, drinking in the stallion of chocolate and cream. Her auds cant themselves to the side as uncertainty fills her body. A mare she could handle but the band stallion himself? She had yet to wrap her mind around how she would explain her appearance. On why she had decided to grace his shores with her presence and what said presence could bring with her, if Bahadir chose to do anything at all. For there was a chance the speckled stallion would take her disappearance with a grain of salt and fill his heart and mind with his jewelled lady and not care at all. The thought burned but it was what she deserved. His approach has Nereid tensing in place. She watches with a bated breath as he takes a deep breath before a question tumbles free of his lips. The concern within his voice is the catalyst that causes tears to brim at the corner of her eyes and her frame to sag into itself. She was safe. "I am....uncertain. I bare no wounds of the body but my soul? I grieve." Here she pauses, unsure if they would even care of her petty feelings of rejection and loneliness. She was but one mare in the grand scheme of things. "Forgive me. I am unsure if you heard the name I gave to Calypso. I am Nereid and once called Salem my home." Nereid is quite unsure on how to proceed with this discussion. She has so much to say but how to enunciate it is the problem at hand. Her lips tremble for a moment before she lifts her head and gazes at them both calmly. She could not allow her emotions to rule her life. "This may seem trivial and childish but I left my home behind. The war has had a rippling effect and brought turbulence to the herd I called my own. Leaders have changed and equines have come in masses to swell our numbers. Once I may have believed I belonged but those times have passed. With each passing day, I grew more and more secluded from those around me until my soul grew so sick that it pained myself to even stand upon the sands and gaze upon their forms. When my band stallion took leave to find another member, I decided to take my leave. I know that this was selfish and cowardly of myself but my soul was fracturing beneath my breast." Nereid feels the tears that drip down her cheek but makes no attempt to stop them. They deserved the reasoning on WHY she had left her home and why she was on their shores. "I am looking for sanctuary. For a home in which to heal and find happiness. I do not recognise the mare I see in my reflection, so consumed by desolation that joy is but a dream. I will understand if you wish me to take my leave and not incur the displeasure of the man I left behind." The consequences of her actions would be her own. |
| You gave me comfort but falling for you was my mistake |
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