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10-14-2012, 07:33 AM
Eyes filled with sadness watched the scene as the mother left her child orphaned. The ground rumbled and shook in testament to his arrival. Rather than is usual jovial arrival this one was solemn. There was not a happy twinkle in his eyes or a smile on his lips as he strode forward, stopping just short of the child. His great head lowered and he breathed warm air onto the foal to warm it.
"Another lost child." He said sadly. There had been so many orphaned foals he'd seen in his life and each one was just as sad as the last.
The God stood where he was breathing warmth onto the tiny foal as he waited for the mother to turn around and, hopefully, change her mind about abandoning the foal. If she did not the God already knew what he was going to do to ensure the foal's survival.
