The Lost Islands
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This is my resurrection (Yael/Open)

Zurok, the magnificent black Arabian stallion, had been preoccupied with the recent events that had unfolded on the island. After thwarting a stallion who dared to steal his beloved Yael, he had caught wind of a rumor that one of his siblings had made their way to the island. Eager to find out which sibling it was and whether they were seeking him out, Zurok set off to investigate their last known whereabouts.

As he arrived at the location, he was met with a sight that took him by surprise - an unfamiliar stallion stood before him, ready for battle. The sudden attack caught Zurok off guard, and to his dismay, he soon found himself facing not one, but two opponents. Being outnumbered proved to be a challenging ordeal for the valiant stallion, and despite his best efforts, he was overpowered and left battered and on the brink of death.

Summoning every ounce of strength he had left, Zurok managed to drag himself to an isolated cave, where he sought refuge and attempted to recover from his grievous injuries. Days seemed to drag on, and the once proud and powerful stallion lay weakened and in agony, his body marked with gruesome wounds that oozed blood at the slightest movement.

Driven by the thought of Yael and the urgent need to ensure her safety, Zurok embarked on a perilous journey back to the Bay, his determination overshadowing the excruciating pain he endured with each limping step. Finally reaching the familiar surroundings of his home, he let out a resounding call, hoping to catch the attention of either Fell or Yael, the sight of whom had the potential to rejuvenate his spirit.

Reaching a nearby tree, Zurok made a conscious effort to rest against its sturdy trunk, his exhaustion palpable in every labored breath he took. He observed the anguish etched on his own face, the scabbed wounds that marred his features and the festering gash on his chest that had aggravated an old scar. Despite it all, his thoughts remained fixated on Yael, his unwavering love for her providing the strength to endure the unbearable suffering.

"I'll just rest here for a brief respite until Yael arrives," Zurok murmured to himself, the words strained and labored. Each passing moment seemed to stretch into eternity as he awaited the arrival of his beloved, his heart filled with an overwhelming mixture of anticipation and distress.

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