Falls

He still remembers like it was yesterday. The smell of the sea on her coat and the sickening aroma of his scent mixed with her own. This had to be the place it all happened. The place they concieved their first child under his nose. He didn't know for sure of course, only that it was on the main island. She had just met him to talk. She didn't expect more to happen, her heart to open up for him. Requiem did the right thing and let her go.

Why was he torturing himself?

He takes a path less trafficed as his mind slips into a dark place. Soon the tears begin to streak his pale cheek and dyes the whites of his eyes red. The roar of the falls yell loudly in his ears the closer he gets, but he does not notice the figure up ahead. The Andalusian mix over looks her right up until he reached the clearing she stood in. Honey colored eyes lock onto her gaze for only a split second.

He assumes she has never seen an adult stallion cry. Well, here he was letting a stranger see his emotions. Requiem doesn't try to explain himself. His back turns to the petite framed girl in embarrassment. Maybe if he pretends she wasn't standing there she might just pretend she didn't see him. Requiem works to collect himself in the off chance the young mare decides to start a converstation.

gold cream champagene | stallion | five | mutt | 15.1hh | cove lead | warsaw x elisif