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12-26-2013, 04:12 PM
 Breeze had returned to Helovia as a more mature stallion; less shy, less insecure - but more broken. The realization of what he had done to Kiara and the regret that followed had sent him into a spiral of slight depression. Nothing seemed worth living for and the only thing he really wished for was to see his roan love again. Although he suspected she would not want anything to do with him because of his betrayal. However as him and Nato started walking in the direction of the Edge Breeze felt his heart get a little lighter. There was still hope that Kiara was alive and well; he just had to cling to that. His tan hooves moved somewhat easier over the ground now and he didn’t look too forlorn. However surprise graced his features as the black brute beside him stopped dead in his tracks. Apparently Nato had not been expecting the utter of the name “Isilme” and Breeze was immediately intrigued. Creamy ears stood straight up on his skull and he waited impatiently for the other to stop speaking. He had never met someone from his mother’s birthland and he was eager to know more about this mysterious land that had been consumed by evil shadows of the dead. When they started walking again Breeze got his window and he quickly started asking questions: "Do you know of Isilme, Nato? What was it like?" He said, looking almost like a foal in the presence of a bard. Breeze had heard about the sapphire ocean surrounding the lush Wildwing Islands, the dense forest making out the Mystic Woodlands and the silvery sand of the Moonlit Tides. But his mother had not known much about Isilme. She had lost her memory not long before the dead rose to take over the lands and she didn’t even remember her real name. So Breeze would really like to fill out the blanks in his mother’s story; maybe he could even visit Isilme someday? Surely the dead must now have retreated back into their graves? After all this time, when no one was left to feed upon, why would they linger? ooc; @[Nato] first, then open! :D |
