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| It had been some time since the mare had felt at peace, but as she stood beside the oasis with her "Gaucho layafatz," he told her, and the Transcended mumbled a satisfied affirmation. She, too, was happy, content by her place in the Dragon's Throat and hopeful for whatever future she had here. For whatever future she had with him. Regardless of her failure to stay, regardless of her momentary lapses in judgement in the past... she loved him. She had always loved him. She had spent too long trying to change him, to mold him into the lover that she had wanted him to be, and she had almost missed the glory of the relationship they had already had. Perhaps, if the gods were good, there would be a chance, now, for her to mend what she had broken. Beautiful, he called them then, though it was only the prospect of herself being beautiful that brought a rueful smile to the mare's lips. It had been some time since she had felt pretty, desirable in any sense - and for him to assure her now, after she had only just been in the throes of childbirth... well, that was amusing to say the least, though sweet of him to say. Her gaze dropped to the sand, that pleased smile still on her face as she accepted his praise despite disagreeing with him. She was getting old, she was still fat from carrying Vinati. That she didn't look a complete mess was a miracle in and of itself. Beautiful? No, she was no beauty. Not anymore. Vinati, though... the filly was beautiful, and that was enough for her. "Talk talk talk." |
| Sohalia Don't wanna leave this life knowing I barely tried... |
@Gaucho - UH I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO WITH THIS so I vote we leave it here? :3
