The Lost Islands
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Live through this lie








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




Her words spoke of her true character, and shared everything I needed to know about this mare. She could think whatever she wanted about me. But the fact that she condoned rape and a torture was enough for me to know it was time to go home. Her words burned in my ears, as I'm sure they were intended to. I had hoped for Sanibel's safekeeping, but wasn't naive enough to think Rougaru would treat the poor cream-colored mare with any semblance of respect nor kindness. This painted mare's last statement only confirmed this, and my heart sank.

What was truly amazing to me was that is mare knew what Rougaru did - that he took this mare away from her home and her kin, raped her, and forced her to carry his foal to term - and that she was seemingly OK with that. She could try to dazzle me and everyone else of my gender of her "free spirit" and "wild ways" but at the end of the day, sitting by and doing nothing when such heinous acts were taking place in her own home, well, she was no better than Rougaru himself, in my eyes.

My hooves come to a halt for a second, and I swallow hard as I register her words. My heart is beating furiously in my chest with worry for the poor mare. I had truly let her down. But I never would again. I flick my chestnut tail over my rump and never turn to look back at the mare. Instead I take a deep breath, and continue my trek toward the shoreline.



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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