ache. immense. pulverzing every sense. she fought the growth of fear spreading at her bosom, blooming from her stomach. the illness had moved quick, hastened by fatigue and the onslaught of winter's arrival. eos, of the dawn, ushered her child from the sea. the small love-charm bestowed upon her just earlier in the passing of the year. she intended to find him sooner, she intended on falling into his ranks and blessing their child with the wondrousness of a full life, filled with cherished memories and tenderness. it seemed so easy to dream, to plan. but nature was cruel, it was gnarled, twisted by fate. eos stood upon the paradise shore, her child pressed at her flank. but it would not be much longer until her strength deteriorated, and the woman fell to the sand. Her breath was labored, a writhing thunderous rattle knocked about in her lungs and expelled cruel blood-tinged coughs. her child stood, fearful and worried. helpless. though they had no claim to this place, nor welcome to it, this is where eos decided to take the last of her breath, leaving her child only a name on the shuddering finality of her life: gnome.


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"momma?" the youthful voice was fettered with concern, the mare had remained too still for the passing of moments. her lungs had seized, and the child pawed at the sands nearest to the pale mare's face. her own, pressed into the titian locks, her teeth clipped at the soft golden velvet of her ears. her tears, fell uselessly against the roundness of her cheek and the elegant contours of her face. the filly lowered herself, willing her own warmth to flee into that of eos, willing upon fate for her to breathe again, to smile again, to laugh and dance as they'd had in the months prior. she'd no understanding of how such horrors could befall someone who had instilled such joy, such justly given passions. the girl thing laid there, her neck draped across her mother's, unknowing of the paradise or exactly what her mother's intentions were. all she had was the strange word, spoken out of desperation and reverence. it meant something, but what?

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