The Lost Islands
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Live through this lie









Was I left behind?
Tell me, tell me I survived.




I could feel the pressure of being under this mare's hardened and intense gaze, but I didn't budge. As I come to find out, this mare now oversees this terrain, and is an equal in terms of responsibility for doing what's best for Luthien. She could inspect me all she wanted. What happens next, however, will determine the fate of our likely arrangement to govern this island. My interest in finding Paradiso has shifted, at least for now. Persephone confirms my fears that he is not here, and has not been here in some time. I am more concerned about his whereabouts now than I was just minutes before when I stepped into this terrain, but I must focus on what's important for my herd and the Prairie, in this moment.

I exhale deeply, expelling warm carbon dioxide from my soft-skinned nostrils in an exasperated fashion before re-assessing where to go from here. "I was afraid of that." I finally say, upon hearing the news that this mare found the Forest completely deserted. "My brother, Paradiso, lived here. He's a short, stocky, spotted fellow. Perhaps if he turns up here, you could treat him kindly." I say, cocking my heavy head to one side to see how she reacts to my plea. "And if he's not useful to you, feel free to send him in the direction of the Prairie."

When Persephone asks about trouble, I allow a small smirk to crack my whiskered lips. It seemed so silly, but in retrospect, this mare knew nothing about me. It was smart to be guarded. "No ma'am. You won't have any trouble from me or from the Prairie." I say bobbing my head. "I have had good relations with the Forest during my time in the Prairie, as did my father, who ruled the terrain before me. I don't plan to tarnish that streak."

My gaze drifts from her to the many trees all around us. An ear lobe flicks back as I register the buzzing of insects behind me, and tickling at my legs from the tall grasses all around us. "I don't wish to take up much of your time. Should you need an ally in any form, please look to the Prairie. My interests are vested in what's best for Luthien. May we keep this island strong together."




Shamwari | Fresian Mutt | Evaline x Rook | Stallion | Chestnut | 15.3 h |
Half-brother to Kasabian, Vita Nova, Paradiso | Photo © Carina Mailwald | © Vinyl




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