The Lost Islands
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Beautiful Confusion (Any)

Maero wasn''t really the kind of mare that cared where she ended up at. All she wanted was to be away from the prying eyes of the world. To be away, for a little while from pain. But the dun mare knew there was no escape from her destiny. Her name was Maero, sorrow.... Was that really her fate? She asked herself, walking steadily at a slow but prodcutive pace. Her matted and uncared for mane and tail sprayed her red amber hide like a glittering unpolished gold of a golden hawk's wing, moving over her muscles like the gliding over water. Each step the Morab cross took, her curved and well shaped head bobbed up and down as she passed into the innermost heart of the forest. Not really, did Maero mean to, though. She was still deep in thought, her legs were carrying her farther than she realized of course and she didn't stop walking until...

BONK!

The mare hit hard head first into a giant oak, stumbling backwards, shaking her head vigorously. "Oooow!" Maero groaned, closing her eyes to try and calm the pain. It was unnervingly loud against her usually silent mind. "Maybe I should start....Ah...Uh...Oh..." She finally looked around. "Uh...Where am I?" Maero chuckled nervously, scared now that she had said more than two sentances and she had no idea where she was.

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