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The Lost Islands
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where the brave shall live forever;



in the halls of Valhalla where the brave shall live forever;



The ocean's white capped surf whispered and murmured their songs to her. It was a quiet, comforting lullaby. It soothed the aching in her soul and offered a balm to her wounded mind. She had done what was best for her little blóm and in the end she still could feel the remorse weigh heavily across her shoulders.

Skogsra?

Her mother's familiar voice echoed through the dense fog in her clouded mind. How could she explain what had happened? She drew a ragged breath across her lips and remained quiet. Her hardened gaze was still glued to the distant horizon line where the ocean met the sky. You are my daughter and you will not give up so easily! the words are faint and barely audible. It wasn't until her mother's teeth pinched her skin did it draw her from the darkness of her own mind. "Móður!" she snapped in protest as she snaked her own bone white skull to stare angrily into her mother's hardened gaze.

What happened? she questioned impatiently. Skogsrå's ears disappeared into her silvery wisps of mane and her eyes narrowed. Her mother impatiently flicked her tail across her haunches as she waited for Skogsra to speak. But now she regretted ever setting hoof in her mother's land - it had all been a rash decision in a desperate moment.

"It's nice to see you too, Móður," she sneered with a flick of her tail across her haunches "is this how you treat all of your children? How kind..." she mumbled under breath. She then drew a impatient breath across her lips and cleared her throat.

"Nothing happened. I came to see if the rumors were true," she lied "and I see that they are," she shifted her gaze from her mother's hard gaze and to the ocean once more. She had been a fool to think that her mother would have welcomed her with open arms instead of a barrage of questions and suspicion.

Chink by chink she has begun to reconstruct the armour around her heart. Never. Never again would she allow anyone to hurt her.


Skogsrå
Icelandic x - 14.3 hh - Mare - Silver Bay Sabino
Björn x Nyimara

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