The Lost Islands
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perchance to dream

For it is not the Stars that determine our destiny - but ourselves
Fayte smiled at Impa. She shook her head. "No, just the Forest King, the third that I have been through," She sighed. "Stallions just seem to come and go between these woods. I see no reason to leave though."

She flicked her tail and looked up again. The stars above twinkled and shimmered. Fayte was in love with her forest home. She had no interest in leaving and therefore, she did not mind this constant change of stallions. It was not a big deal even. Stallions had always come and gone in her life. It was the land, the sky, and story that always held power.

Her ears flick forward though at the mention of another mare.

"I am sorry," she said. "When I came, I was brought by a warmblood stallion. He had found the forest abandoned and lifeless. After him came Bondurant who was chestnut like myself. Following Bondurant is the current stallion. I did not meet a large, feathered stallion."

She felt a little guilty. The other mare was so desperate. It saddened her that she had no good news. At least, then she remembered Dynalia.

"However, about a year ago, I did meet a mare named Dynalia," She said. "She disappeared with the others that Bondurant brought. But, I do remember her. She had been lost and angry. I did not get a chance to speak much with her, but she was here." She offered a smile. At least it was some news. "I wish I could tell you more."
fayte


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