The Lost Islands
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Force-claiming is allowed here once a week per character, as is blocking force-claims by the Peak/Lagoon (as a whole) once a week. Rollover is on Sundays.

all the things, i've left unsaid

let the rain wash away,
all the pain of yesterday;
I woke to the sound of bare branches scraping against each other overhead, and to the howl of wind around me. It was a far cry from the quiet serenity of the sibling's rhythmic breathing that I'd been accustomed to, but there was nothing I could do about that now.

A storm had separated us at the start of winter, and no amount of retracing our steps had led me back to their sides. I didn't know where they had gone, but after weeks of effort had produced no results, I was forced to accept that I was well and truly alone again.

At least this time I had a basic knowledge of the islands, and a better understanding of how society seemed to function here where life was not lived from within wooden stalls and gates. It was still mostly alien to me, but I at least understood one basic truth about myself: I didn't want to be alone.

I moved slowly into the open area where I'd seen the majority of horses walking and found a spot that seemed close enough to the trees that I could slip through the branches if I needed to escape while also being visible enough that I might actually attract someone. If Heartbreak and Anathema had taught me anything, it was that at least some horses were nice, even if their mannerisms often left me confused.

If I were honest, I didn't even know what my end goal was. A part of me desperately wanted to return to the land of the humans with their weird speech and good scratch-combs. The thought of being wrapped in a warm blanket while rain battered the inside-sky instead of having to turn my rump to the bitter wind could almost bring me to tears some days. But it wasn't all bad. Here, there was no one to tug at a face rope or give you gross pastes to eat.

At the very least, I knew that I did not want to spend another night alone, restlessly checking my surroundings for danger without anyone to watch my back. At the very least, I needed to find myself a friend.

OOC: Open for anyone/anything
mare . shetland mutt . 13hh . mushroom splash
homeless . loveinspired
Image by Meric Dagli on Unsplash - HTML by loveinspired


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