Life was not what it was supposed to be. There wasn’t love stories blossoming around him or families living without worry. From the start of his life until now all he saw was pain and worry. There was always someone coming in the wreck the happiness others found. Perhaps that is why he has always stood on the sidelines barely interacting with anyone. Every now and then his half-sister Leilyn would come say hello with her young son. He found some joy playing with little Mána, but every time he would leave the dread would rush back.

Generations of is bloodlines living on Tinuvel has kept him here in silence. His adoptive mother still lives in Paradise and though Valka agreed he could visit them, he has not. Why? He didn’t know because his heart yearns to see them. The amber stallion walks slowly around the drinking water of the Bay. He watches his reflection as he walks beside the water, pondering who he was. Bel was young and at the time in his life to figure himself out and who he wanted to be. He still had no clue to any of his questions. Why even bother to do anything when there was always someone to take it away from you?

The two-year-old stops and turns towards his reflection. He stares at it for a moment longer before a hoof raises and stomps on his image. The water ripples and distorts his reflection. He smirks.