Common

I SHALL EITHER FIND A WAY OR MAKE ONE

“Nothings the same.”


A voice whispers into the night, dragging the silence away with its lyrical tone. The moon shone high above the islands, casting a silver glow upon the lands it reigned. Sleepless nights and drunkard days lead a young mare to leave her safe home of Atlantis. Her silver laced mane and tail floated in the wind that coursed through the vast treeless opening of the Commons. Blue eyes that were bright like stars blinked against the silver light of the mother moon as her name echoed through her mind.


Tossing her head, the young maiden let out a breath before her head turned to face the ocean she had escaped from. “Dreamer…..” She could almost hear her sisters voice calling her name, but the youngest walking child if Tyr did not let herself head back to the Shore. The white and cream based mare just smiled and gave a faint whicker towards her last home. Rosaliana had watched her grow while her mother had fled and her sire had been taken, but that was okay. She had dreamed many colorful nights and spent many days in a walking state of sleep. Time was not something she worried about, for in Dreamer’s mind she could be anything she wanted to be.


Turning back to the way forward, Dreamer stepped into the commons and let her ears perk forward. A soft smile lined her lips as her gaze once more headed towards the sky. Stars were bright this time of night and under Nahawi’s care, she had never been forced to fear for something. Instead, Dreamer knew what it was to be alone and daydream. Nahawi was good at that and she followed the leading stallions example without the sadness filter he always had on his blue eyes. In this thick and half draft mare's eyes, everything was beautiful and it deserved to be seen in glasses that fit accordingly. That was why she stood in the commons, not an ounce of fear in her blood.