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Gonna make love to the stars
Posted on March 9, 2018 at 03:51:19 PM by Evaline



I am the razor in the hands of your heart;
And I am the razor in the hands of God.



When Valve never showed up to the Forest to help her son expel Psychedelic from this world, Evaline finally made up her mind. It was disappointing, of course. And Evaline was left alone to let those feelings fester for sometime in the aftermath of what transpired that day. But if Evaline wasn't important enough for the dark mare to show up and aid her in this endeavor, then Valve wasn't important enough to wait for, virtually all alone, in the Dunes, either. The golden mare didn't know where Valve went when she disappeared on his long escapades. It was not her business to ask her about it, though Evaline knew Valve would never share such details anyway. But Evaline had had enough of being left alone to her own devices. She didn't want to care for the few souls that still lingered in the Dunes. She didn't want to feel lonely anymore, or the turmoil that wrecked havoc on her when Valve was gone. The anxiety that came while she waited for her return was excruciating. She was too old for this.

Persephone seemed kind enough. She was pretty too, in her own right, and very different from Valve. The Forest offered ample vegetation and a more mild climate for the older mare to retire to. Plus she was just a short jaunt away from Shamwari. She knew she could always return to the Prairie to live, but chose to spare her son of that nonsense. Evaline knew when she was wanted... Brienne had made it clear that she liked her best at arm's length from her and her children.

It had been weeks since Psychedelic fled from the Forest. Talya had given birth to her foal and Ruxin reappeared out of nowhere. It was a lot to deal with, but Evaline was grateful for the distraction -- her own maternal mishaps and misgivings left little room for the mare to dwell too much on how desperately she missed Valve. Perhaps she was given another chance to be a mother. Perhaps now she could focus less on herself and watch what she hoped would be the last of her children grow up. Even if she chose to do so passively -- close enough to help in an emergency, but not directly interfering for their well being.

It was a particularly warm day when Evaline decided to take the trail from the Forest into an open, grassy valley. There she dropped her head to graze lazily, trying to keep her mind blank and nerves calm for the time being.




17 | Arabian cross |14.2 | Palomino | Mother of Kasabian, Shamwari, Vita Nova, Paradiso, Ruxin & Talya | Vinyl




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