Posted on August 13, 2020 at 10:52:07 PM by Siguršr
 A shiver racks the young boys body as he restlessly slumbers beneath the boughs of an evergreen pine. His heart thunders wildly against his ribs and his breath plumes around his nostrils with every breath that flares his nostrils. A whimper leaves his lips as the nightmare becomes more vivid and frightening. The shadows morphed into monsters with sharp, ragged teeth and bright blood red eyes. They reached for Isabel and him. But the more he tried to help her, the harder they ran the larger and uglier the monsters became. He galloped until his legs screamed and his lungs burned until he slipped and fell at their feet. He looked over his shoulder with pure terror reflecting in his eyes when suddenly the monsters dissipated suddenly in a puff of smoke. His heart hammered and his throat closed as he waited for his final breath but it does not come. No, from the smoke steps... Siobhan. "You have come to save us?" he asked weakly. She does not speak. No, she just simply nodded and stepped to him. With relief in his heart, he rolled onto his side and clambered to his hooves. As he looked around the shadows began to disappear and revealed the place - the place of his nightmare. He sucked his breath in as he realized it was the Lagoon. The monsters they had ran from were Adolfo and the Lagoon men. He wakes with a sudden start. A cold sweat covers his shoulders and beneath his unkempt mane. Slowly he can feel his pulse begin to slow and his breathing return to normal. It was a dream. But the nightmare that haunts him was something he wishes was just a dream. He pushes himself to his side and lays quietly in his bed of pine needles. Some cling to the knots of his mane and to the fur of his winter coat. He lays quietly another few moments before he pushes himself to his legs. The frigid air around him reminds him - he is not in the Lagoon and they he is a heir to the Móšurland - just as his father had always said. He looks around for his mother. That is strange. She had been here but must of slipped out while he was sleeping. He thinks no further about it as he pushes himself from the protection of the evergreen forest and into the snow covered world. His glacial eyes search the vast land before him. Unlike the Ridge that is abundant with dense foliage, this land is sparse and offers sight for miles. A distant form draws his attention, from this distance he could not tell who or what it was. And he being the heir, it was his soul duty to protect their lands. He moves eagerly forward, his ears twitch atop his crown and his heart beats with excitement. "I will deal with this for father," he says with a proud lift of his head. But as he draws closer, an uneasiness begins to creep into the pit of his stomach. There is tension in the air and as he draws closer his eyes widen. Siobhan? He tilts his crown in question but then as his mother pulls herself from the ocean. He begins to shake his head back and forth. No. No. No! He has asked his father repeatedly if Siobhan, Ailill, and his sisters are coming to the Inlet - with pain in his glacial eyes he brushed his muzzle against his sons shoulder and pulled him close in an embrace. He does not tell him details but he knows there is pain there and that it is eating him alive. He steps closer. His ears train on them as they spit words at each other. He does not understand, nor does he feel like he ever will. "Mother," he says quietly. He takes notice of the fresh wounds that litter her coat and he swallows back the lump that develops in his throat. He then turns his glacial eyes towards his spotted girl. "Why is only Siobhan here? Where is Ailill? and Ro? and..." his words falter. He turns his glacial eyes back to his mother as it dawns on him. He clears his throat and raises his crown higher on his neck. "Why mother?" his glacial eyes narrow as he becomes braver. He steps closer to the both of them, he needs to know. |
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