This is my resurrection Posted on October 24, 2023 at 08:15:46 PM by Zurok
Zurok attentively listened as Yael spoke, occasionally glancing at the breathtaking tall pines surrounding them, but his gaze always drifted back to the bay mare by his side. "I originally hailed from a place situated far away from here. It was a territory known as the woodlands, stretching vast and captivating, adorned with lush grasses and towering ancient trees that formed a majestic canopy overhead. My herd coexisted harmoniously in that enchanting land. Unfortunately, a catastrophic event unfolded, leaving our home ravaged by fire. As if that wasn't enough, an earthquake relentlessly shook the land, compelling us to abandon the land we held dear. The disaster claimed the lives of most of my herd, while the remaining survivors fled in sheer panic. The memories after that period are hazy, except for the vivid recollection of waking up on the shores of an island around here. After a brief period of recovery, I claimed the Prairie as my own. However, Zevulun cleverly exploited my momentary vulnerability and promptly reclaimed his territory. Disheartened, I ventured here with the hope of establishing a herd of my own. Once the other mares have settled in, I shall introduce you to them," Zurok divulged, struggling to conceal his emotions as he reminisced about his lost homeland. Those cherished memories were forever etched in his mind and heart.
A playful smile graced Zurok's lips when the mare bashfully responded to his compliments on her beauty. He found amusement in her playful shove against his shoulder, playfully nudging her back in return. "You believe I possess beauty? Thank you!" He chuckled, teasingly responding in a lighthearted tone. Their leisurely stroll paused momentarily as Zurok tenderly leaned in, brushing his lips against her forehead and gently sweeping strands of her forelock away from her face. "You are indeed a stunning mare, and I assure you, I do not jest about that. I certainly could not be prettier than you. I eagerly anticipate the moments we will spend together," he confessed, allowing the mare to treasure this intimate exchange before playfully nipping at her neck and gracefully trotting forward. "Catch me, if you dare!" he lured her, hoping the mare would eagerly join in the playful chase. Replies: