Things had been confusing the mare ever since she could remember but only over the last few months did she feel really out of sorts. After leaving the Basin she had thought that her problems would have been solved but actually they were only just beginning. Her meeting with Rikyn had opened her eyes to the dark desires of herself but she had forbid any such thoughts to continue especially with the likes of him. It was a dark day that she had almost given up and returned to the Basin when she had met the painted stallion Ashamin who had quite literally changed the way she had thought about things. Needless to say she had given up on going back north quite quickly when he had offered her a way out. A group had been the suggestion and something like that was much more appealing to her rather than a herd at this point in time. She could still do as she pleased without being weighed down by rules and formalities of a herd setup. Up to this point she still felt a restlessness inside of her that couldn't quite be satisfied but no matter where she went the nagging feeling would remain.

Tipping herself forward into a descent the hybrid prepared herself for landing as the dusty plains rose up before her. It had been here that Ashamin had said to meet him when he had finished up his business and keeping true to her word (for once) she had come. Hooves sank deeply into the mixture of sand and dirt causing her to stagger slightly as her legs once again bore her full weight, while not as graceful as she would have liked it was the best she could do given the dryness of the terrain. Tucking her wings carefully to her sides the dark mare paused at the mouth of the caves hesitant to return to a place of such horrid memories. Living here during the darkness had been a time she was not pleased to have to remember but unfortunately it was the only choice back then. Snorting with a shake of her head she set her shoulders and walked deeper into the tunnels she knew fairly well refusing to let memories turn her away from going anywhere. She was no coward and she had never been a softie, there was no way in hell that she was going to start now.

Stone slowly changed to crystal the deeper she descended into the belly of the caves bringing with it light from somewhere above. It was eerie how the crystals reflected their light in the same way her markings did making her wonder just how she had gotten them in the first place. Was it really layers of crystal beneath her flesh causing this unnatural phenomenon? Guess there were some thing that she would never know the answer to. Sighing softly she continued deeper trying to avoid looking at her reflection in the mirrored images of herself, while everyone else seen a hardened mask only she knew the pain that had gone into making it that way. Pausing to listen the soft clip of hooves could be heard echoing through the passages perhaps Ashamin had already arrived she mused silently. "Hello?" She called out wanting her voice to be heard this time.



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