A Solstice To Remember
Jul 6, 2008 22:37:32 GMT -5
Post by Dusty's Girl on Jul 6, 2008 22:37:32 GMT -5
She wandered into the watering hole. It was perfect for her. Wild and free, with plenty of grasses and water. Too bad that one could not live here or make a terra of it. Her coloring set her apart, a red roan painted mustang. Her hooves carried her towards the water, her eyes looking down into it.
What have I become? A herdless wanderer that searches for nothing...A mare that is worth nothing. Her ears wiggled slightly as she scorned her reflection some more with hateful words.
Her calling was Solstice. Born on the summer solstice, she was a promised foal to the herd, the one that would rescue them. Too bad she was a filly and too bad that she was taken captive...Now she wandered alone, herdlost and alone. She missed her life in the wild and her life in captivity. She missed everything that she used to be. Maybe she should throw herself into that water and pretend that she did not know how to swim at all.
What have I become? A herdless wanderer that searches for nothing...A mare that is worth nothing. Her ears wiggled slightly as she scorned her reflection some more with hateful words.
Her calling was Solstice. Born on the summer solstice, she was a promised foal to the herd, the one that would rescue them. Too bad she was a filly and too bad that she was taken captive...Now she wandered alone, herdlost and alone. She missed her life in the wild and her life in captivity. She missed everything that she used to be. Maybe she should throw herself into that water and pretend that she did not know how to swim at all.
