Falls

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Live through this ~~lie~~
Posted on May 13, 2019 at 03:24:00 PM by S H A M WARI

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

I stand coolly at the edge of the pool, my eyes half open as my mind wanders to someplace else. The sound of the cascading water in the distance lulls me into some kind of half-awake daze. But my mind is sharp and active. I'm so tired of living in the past, but it seems to be the only place my mind and heart want me to be. I struggle to look toward the future, of what comes next for me and my family, and the Prairie, knowing that we've toiled through this numbing years after Brienne's death without much to show for it. Well, at least I have. Brienne would be proud of her son, Jabari, and the small family he's created. Verdi too, has grown and set off on his own.

But what's left for me?

My heart warms when I think of Sanibel and Primrose. And the kinship Ruger offers, now that he's become a permanent fixture in our herd. But the question still remains. What will be my next chapter? The void is endless and dark, with no clear path laid out ahead.

A red ear lobe twitches and then another at the sound of a disturbance. My dark eyes blink in rapid succession as they struggle to focus on my surroundings. When I arrived, the falls, the comons, the meadow, had been completely empty. Beyond the early spring grass and blooms were merely stale scents of others whom had come and gone some time ago. But now a pale-colored stallion stood at the edge of the falls' great crystal-clear pool. I watch him with half interest from my lazy position, one hind ankle cocked and folded as it rest.

We exchange glances briefly but the stud doesn't move to greet me. I consider making my exit, until his scent reaches me in the passing breeze. I recognize the pine and evergreen of Tinuvel, but this stallion does not bring the familiar musk of Warsaw with him. Perturbed, I study the stranger harder for another few passing moments.

Half-curious, and knowing that nothing of interest waited for me back home on Luthien, I extend the olive branch by allowing a hoarse, but welcoming nicker from my whiskered lips, acknowledging the stallion at the other end of the pool. I slowly move out, taking long strides in which I drag my hind hooves to close the distance between us. "Hello." I say in a deep baritone voice, my heavy head coming to rise high above my withers as I study the stallion from a closer point of view.

"It certainly feels like a ghost town around here, doesn't it?"

Replies:

The Majesty of the world - By Liland May 15, 2019 at 01:25:04 AM
- Live through this ~~lie~~ - By S H A M WARI May 15, 2019 at 07:53:48 PM
  - The Majesty of the world - By Liland May 23, 2019 at 08:47:25 AM

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