Shame.

It's all she felt in her aging heart. She had let that monster get to her. He got inside Dany. She couldn't face her family. She couldn't face her loved ones. That's why she left. It's also why she was returning. The guilt of leaving them was far greater than the shame. And her love for El Aran and Encantador was even greater than the two combined.

Dorian may have broken her for some time, but Dany could repair herself. She was barely held together, but still functioning.

She has no idea what to expect when she sees them. What has happened? Are they even still here? Fear grips at her now. I hope I do not regret this. Please, please make them forgive me. Please... Did they have others with them? Children? ....are they even alive? She tries not to think of the worse, but it was hard not to.

It was dawn when the black and white mare enters the sand kingdom. It was an alien world to her; scary, forbidding. She doesn't like it from first impressions, and she finds it difficult to walk straight. She's clumsy in the sand, and finds it exhausting. Then, a shift in the wind. She can smell her beloved two. In oddly gives her the strength to carry onward. Find them, find them Dany. As she walks, aimlessly though the desert, she calls out to them.

Loud, pitched calls to the black mare, and the tan stallion.

Her path is left in the dunes; lone tracks in an otherwise featureless land. As she comes to the top of one such mound of sand, she stops. A sea of sand. So different from my grass sea birth place. Her brown eyes scan the horizon, looking for any movement. For anyone. Her eyes are watery from emotions building up inside her. She calls out to them again, this time, it sounded so sad. So lonely.

A skinny, black and white mare stands out among the desert. A beacon for her family.

Come, come to me.....please.


14.3 hh | black tobiano | missouri fox trotter/quarab | 9 years | mother of scylla(f) [x anawar], myrcella(f) [x dorian] | character by nook | html by shiva | picture by blake[pronounce as Day-NAIR-iss]