Falls

Ember’s heart did not seem to slow with her stilled movement. If anything, the growing heat around her from the rising sun only served to encourage it to beat harder in her chest. She could feel the shift of the earth under her hooves and a twist of the day around her. It was a new beginning indeed and as she looked over at the stallion while they spoke, her wreckless smile twisted her dark lips.

Quiet laughter tickled her throat at his words. It seemed as though it truly was the start of something new for the man most would have considered an elder. She continued to study him, knowing full well the journey of the fool was a step one could take at any day, so long as they blindly trusted that which guided them. Dancing to the side of the stallion, the mare’s energy gave the illusion of dancing on her feet, her movements as the flames she represented. A possibility is only strange if you do not explore it. She almost seemed to beckon him, his thoughts at least back towards the strange and surreal. The all too familiar tug in her heart and whisper in her mind echoed through her. His fire was still burning, though under the ashes of his body and life. Twisting, she bumped him, her continued grin on her face. Again, the new is only few if you don’t go looking for them and grab them when you can. Everything can be reborn, one just has to give it the chance to live again.

His question of why she was there delighted her. At first she had come to greet the sun, her task had changed light a spark, or at least to fan the flames within herself and see what would burn. The day has yet to completely reveal its intentions. Body stepped away from him, but her trail flicked teasingly against his flank. Perhaps we can see what this day brings for both of us?