Posted on July 1, 2020 at 04:07:07 AM by Najaat
 She is a gift from Kayra. The words of her mother still echo within her mind. A constant reminder of her failure to find and protect the sightless oracle. She pauses at the edge of the border, a vast expanse of rolling dunes spread out before her. She raises her head higher onto her arching neck, thin nostrils flare as a sultry breeze ruffles her ashen locks. What did this land offer? Who rules beneath the blistering sun? She presses on, her hooves find the shifting sands a comfort to her soul. She extends her legs into a trot and moves with swift steps across the mountainous piles of sand. It is different than the land she has left, there the sand is hard beneath her hooves but here it is soft and shifts with every step. As she moves beneath the blistering sun, she can feel its heat on her back and a thin sheen of sweat as it crawls across her shoulders. She does not pause her march across the sands until the familiar sparkling of an oasis pool draws her auburn eyes. The promise of water draws her closer until finally the sands turn damp beneath her hooves - the cool waters invite her closer. Cautiously she steps to the edge of the pool, drops her lips to the crystal clear pool, and slurps the waters until her tongue is no longer dry. This land holds promise... a promise of answers. the fierce protector of the Desert |
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