Her voice was soft, unlike her tattered exterior. This brought me to meet her eye to eye and I could not help but notice the lacerated hide that she wore upon such a small back. Around her, the snow continued endlessly, landing on her face and melting away with her breath. No doubt I appeared the same, a mere nameless entity hidden away between the infinite calm and quit snowfall. In this moment, neither animal possessed a name, power, or any real importance. It was this moment that I longed to live in before I sacrificed the beauty of the land for words of my own. They were a long time coming but when they finally sprang from my throat they were hardened and rough from disuse. “If I might engage in such folly, I would intend to tell you what I’m sure you’ve heard many times before-” My eyes rest on hers now, biting back the internal freeze that threatened to clasp voice from purpose. I shifted my weight from front to rear and lowered my head to allow her equality as I continued, “I seek acceptance of sorts into Helovia, being that the winter approaches and I find security in what some still refer to as home.”
Whether she would find this answer admissible, I did not know but I could find no better explanation than the truth. As the world fell quiet again, I felt as if I were whole, each moment ticking by like the hands on a clock even if no such invention existed here in Helovia. The birds had gone away to distant parts of the forest and now the mare and I suffered in utter silence, breath for breath falling from reality into the surreal magic of the lands. She, a tainted shade with barren golden eyes and I a simple minion to her quest.