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10-27-2014, 01:37 AM
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Standing with her back to the wind the pale mare stood quietly alone with her memories. Remembering was sometimes the hardest part because no matter how much you wished that it was real the reality was that it was only a figment of your imagination. Looking back it was hard to figure out which part of her miserable life had been the worst whether it be watching her parents die or losing someone who meant the world to you. Both were equally painful to experience making it difficult to determine which memory was truly worse. At least with her parents the final result was clear as opposed to the disappearance of her son. He could be out there somewhere scared and all alone because she had failed to keep him safe. Each day that went by left her with the same haunting question, what if... what if she had paid more attention... what if she hadn't fallen asleep... what if she had been a better mother... would it have made a difference? Trying to move past each terrible moment was harder now than it had been only a year earlier. Before it was only her she had to be concerned about but now she still had her one remaining son to think of. She couldn't wallow in this grief when it was not only her that was affected. Aeolus lost his brother just like she had lost her son. She needed to be strong for him and just hope that things would turn out alright in the long run. She would be a complete emotional mess if Aeolus decided to take off as well and leave her. It was something that she couldn't even think about. With all the strange happenings as of lately it was hard enough to not let the darkness swallow them whole. Their fight was for their life and as long as she was breathing she would not let the darkness take what was left of her family away from her. If the world was coming to the end at least the darkness would consume her and put her out of her misery. No! She couldn't think like that they would make it through this one way or another. Shaking her head in an attempt to clear away her muddled thoughts she set to digging away the snow in the hopes of finding some edible stalks beneath to keep herself busy. They weren't exactly the most tasty but at least it was something to do to keep her mind occupied. If the weather were nicer she could have done some work on the herb garden but right now nothing grew beneath this white canvas. @[Thor] |
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