The Lost Islands
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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

turn men into monsters


Just like when Vadim had asked his name, the expressions Perseus makes are odd. He partly regrets asking, since it had made this stranger grimace in such a way, but the curiosity he held was just as strong, making him once again conflicted. At least this time it wasn’t weighted with anger. “I’ve heard of the Ruins.” he replied. An island once filled with territories and herds, now mostly swallowed by the sea. Only recently had some parts emerged. Vadim wondered if the rest of the island would eventually come back up as well?


“I’m also well versed in how other horses can be.” Vadim replied with a solemn nod. Even when he was young, still innocent to the ways of the world, he hadn’t been blind to the look’s others would give him. The judgement that he would be a monster instead of letting him learn to be something else. “The world doesn’t offer much kindness to those from the lagoon.” he said, confessing where he hailed from, despite how it might ruin what he hoped was a budding friendship. “I don’t suppose there are many that live in the Ruins?” But running away from his problems here on the Crossing, and intruding upon Perseus’ peace was the furthest from Vadim’s mind. Although part of him wanted to do just that.
html: reba | art: frost
stallion | draft x | Dunalino Pintaloosa | 18hh




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