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06-15-2015, 12:32 AM
Two seasons had passed.
For two seasons, he had searched. He had departed from his mate's side unwillingly, but nonetheless speedily, when he learned of their daughter's disappearance. He had felt nothing but fear - fear that he would not find her, fear that he would be too late, fear that she would be hurt or dead or dying when he did find her, fear that Resplendence would somehow blame him. Zarina had tried to keep him calm and failed - the panic had been maddening, but he had gone to every land, searched every corner of their land. He did not leave Helovia. He prayed that Rue did not cross that border.
For two seasons, he had failed. His search had proven fruitless, his daughter nowhere to be found. He asked other travelers of her, but no one had seen her; he looked in caves and in thickets, anywhere that a scared filly would think to hide. And yet... nothing. There was nothing and no one, no clues and no signs. Rue was gone, well and truly gone, and he had been able to do nothing to find her. He had failed her, he had failed Resplendence, and, worst of all, he had failed himself.
The prince came to the Hidden Falls with his head low and his heart lower, dreading what he would find behind the hills and water of the herdland. What would she say when he told her that he had found nothing? That her young, innocent, naive daughter was out in the world all alone? That she may very well be dead by now? Would she hate him? Blame him? Why was it that he could seem to do no right by her, that he never managed to find a place to call his own? Why had it been so difficult for him to do anything for the herd, when she gave so selflessly all the time?
"Resplendence?" he called after a moment, halfway hoping that she wouldn't hear him over the pounding falls.
"more words."
@[Resplendence]
For two seasons, he had searched. He had departed from his mate's side unwillingly, but nonetheless speedily, when he learned of their daughter's disappearance. He had felt nothing but fear - fear that he would not find her, fear that he would be too late, fear that she would be hurt or dead or dying when he did find her, fear that Resplendence would somehow blame him. Zarina had tried to keep him calm and failed - the panic had been maddening, but he had gone to every land, searched every corner of their land. He did not leave Helovia. He prayed that Rue did not cross that border.
For two seasons, he had failed. His search had proven fruitless, his daughter nowhere to be found. He asked other travelers of her, but no one had seen her; he looked in caves and in thickets, anywhere that a scared filly would think to hide. And yet... nothing. There was nothing and no one, no clues and no signs. Rue was gone, well and truly gone, and he had been able to do nothing to find her. He had failed her, he had failed Resplendence, and, worst of all, he had failed himself.
The prince came to the Hidden Falls with his head low and his heart lower, dreading what he would find behind the hills and water of the herdland. What would she say when he told her that he had found nothing? That her young, innocent, naive daughter was out in the world all alone? That she may very well be dead by now? Would she hate him? Blame him? Why was it that he could seem to do no right by her, that he never managed to find a place to call his own? Why had it been so difficult for him to do anything for the herd, when she gave so selflessly all the time?
"Resplendence?" he called after a moment, halfway hoping that she wouldn't hear him over the pounding falls.
"more words."
@[Resplendence]
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