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Live through this lie
Posted on November 18, 2019 at 10:06:51 PM by S H A M WARI






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


The last thing I wanted to do was return to Tinuvel at this time of year, and in the aftermath of my last conversation with Warsaw. War was upon us - all of us. There was so much to do in order to prepare. But Larka's current situation posed a problem for me. Despite Darshan's return, and the joy it brought me, Larka was still never far from my mind. I couldn't let this go, despite how hard I tried. I wouldn't rest until all my loose ends were tied up. I couldn't let the mare toil away under Rougaru's abusive tenure. And as it turns out, I wasn't sure Liland was the best choice of an ally right now, given what Larka had shared with me. I needed allies I could depend on. And in all honesty, I'm not in a position to trust any of them right now.

I haul my heaving, soaking frame onto the pebble beach of the Bay. The crisp air immediately envelops me, sending a shiver down my spine. The cold was quick to to attack my joints and siphon air from my lungs. Oh, how I loathed the cold. And how I loathed Tinuvel these days.

I issue a shrill bugle to Liland almost immediately. I had no intention of staying any longer than I had to here. The Bay only held memories of fallen friends. Maybe Liland was about to be another one.



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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