Meadow

The black mare was infuriated. The stupid, pointless war was long over and she should be happy, but she was not. Her cult lost the war and she ended up losing lots of loved ones, Her mate, gone. Her oldest foal, gone. Her twins, one, left on their own and the other went missing. She could not take it anymore. Forced to be in hiding on barren land, she had to leave. She missed socializing. How long had it been since she has seen a fresh face? Years ago. She was aware of the consequences if she left. She didn't care, she just wanted a fresh start. The mare went into the ocean on a cloudy day and she swam for hours, wondering what kind of fate she would meet. Nothing happened, just calm waters. Then she heard thunder in the distance and the wind started picking up, and the water was starting to act crazy. Before she knew it, she got dragged under the dark water and she came right back up to the surface. Really? A watery death? That sounds so lame!" She cried out to the angry dark clouds. She continued swimming more, and then she got pulled under the water again. But this time she couldn't go up to the surface. She heard a voice telling her to give up and go to sleep. Whatever was holding her had a tight grip on her and she dared not to fight. And so she closed her eyes and knew nothing more.

She woke up with a gasp and found herself on a beach under the summer sun. Feeling exhausted, she slowly lifted her head and looked around. Where is she!? How did she get here? What happened!? She looked at her stomach and there was blood from cuts all over her body and seaweed all over her. The freak, how did that happen? She could not remember anything. She slowly got up, and her head was pounding. She let out a groan and felt lightheaded. "Heeelp!" she cried out before she collapsed onto the sand. Crap, that was a bad mistake. She had a sudden urge to close her eyes, and she did. She knew nothing, The only thing she knew is her name, Black Magic.