Falls

In the weeks that the rain had continued to fall, Garmr had grudgingly left the Lagoon for higher ground. Mud clung heavily to his thick feathered legs, his pale mane matted and tangled with a few wayward vines that had become stuck during his wanderings. The mud that had wanted to cling to his already brown body made him scoff, Peyote instantly coming to mind anytime he tried to rid the extra layer from his skin. How could that strange stallion stand it?


Head lowered, the large stallion nibbled on the green grasses between the Meadow and Falls. He had noticed in his time spent here that the ever-constant rumbling sound of the Falls had quieted. It was expected for wintertime when the ice would muffle it. What was causing it now? Although curious, Garmr couldn’t find the need to give that much effort to go and investigate.


Loud cracking sounds suddenly split the silence, and Garmr’s head yanked up quickly. A snort escaped his flared nostrils, but instead of turning and fleeing like any sane creature might, he picked his heavy hooves up into a trot. Leaving behind the open grass land, the stallion delved deeper into the trees of the Falls, when the rushing of water filled his ears. Whatever had been holding the water back, had finally caved to the persistent strength of the river.


As Garmr came to the edge of the water, he stopped, looking out across the land now flooded. It was a magnificent sight, witnessing this chaos. A smile tugged at his lips, enjoying the view, when he spotted the stranded mare and foal. Looking freshly born, Garmr suspected it would die soon, if not retrieved from the little knoll that was quickly sinking lower beneath the water. There was no gasp of horror from his lips, no thudding of his heart in fear. Instead, Garmr just watched them, as if it was an interesting show. But an idea quickly formed in his head; perhaps whoever had sired this foal would compensate him for a rescue?


Stomping his way out into the floodwaters, Garmr’s height and thick legs made it easy to navigate, despite how hard it pulled against him. He only stopped when he reached the foot of the knoll. “Come along, before you both drown.” he grunted, waiting for them to tuck against his side, so he could keep them from being swept away and escort them to the safety of higher ground.


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