She is lost.

The Ampere of years ago would not recognize her now; she who was so tangled up in another horse, a stallion of all things, that she could be crushed by his absence. Except, it wasn't just an absence, it was death. The passing of life was nothing new to Ampere, but in many ways she had never had to experience it when it was someone close to her heart. Gaucho was more than just close to her heart though, it felt like he had been it. Maybe she had just never event though he could perish - he had always been such a constant, as inevitable as the sunrise (which, given her history, she knew could be finite after all).

Whatever the reason didn't change the outcome. Ampere was adrift in world without her sun, and so she was plunged into nothing but night, a darkness that was interrupted only by the occasional streaks of lightning she herself emanated. What do you do without the sun other than go mad?

I'm here, Kygo quietly chirped in her mind, unsure if his presence might alienate her further - another reminder of her ethical failure, an additional realization of her selfishness if she hung onto his companionship. She seemed too sunken in to even have heard, as if his voice was a distant echo on the surface while she meanwhile was running out of breath in the depths.

Something akin to light - because it couldn't be actual light without him - caught Kygo's eye. Although Ampere's grief weighed him down, the curiosity always thriving within his soul encouraged him forward. It was the way they were already going, just further on ahead, so he left the mare he couldn't reach, knowing he wouldn't go far.

What he found was a complete surprise, and well worth the flight. A whistle of awe and excitement preceded his arrival as he shot forward on little green wings, circling the statue to fully appreciate it. He came just as the filly was adding her last touches, and he certainly felt they brought in the fire of Gaucho, for it was extremely clear that's what this design was, such was the detail the two had mustered. Alighting upon the golem's back, Kygo deposited the handful of black feathers he'd been carrying in his beak. He had plucked them from the body before Aithniel burned it away, thinking Ampere might want them but wasn't in the state of mind to actually take them. He didn't know that she already carried such a black feather tied into her mane, but it was okay because he'd taken several, and this golem was a perfect place for them.

Holding onto one still, for Ampere, Kygo flitted off the golem and landed among Zero's mane.
Ampere stopped short as she came upon the scene.

Eventually the glinting of the golem was too bright for even her to ignore, buried as she was, and so she halted abruptly, her tail and wings whispering against her body with the movement. Dry as her eyes had become and empty as she felt within, she immediately began to cry again. It was a quiet grief, a tired one, her anger and her energy spent at his fallen spot. Now she was just overcome by the loss, already more like a memory.
"It's beautiful," she whispered, the words forced out of the tightness in her throat. Her sides shook with silent sobs as she neared the memorial, her nose tentatively reaching out to touch the replica. She wasn't expecting it to be warm, but she hoped, so when he nose was met with cold stones she withdrew quickly, wounded.

Her gaze flicked towards the filly, recognizing her as the one near Sohalia when she and the Transcended had talked. She was grateful for the girl's desire to include the companions who's lives had also been lost. Ampere hadn't the strength to concern herself with them this time, so she was thankful someone else had the heart for Companions when her's was lacking.

"Thank you," she murmured to her son as she moved to his side and went to pull him into a hug in the crook of her neck - if not for his sake then for her's. She spied the black feather in Kygo's beak and gently used her magic to tie it firmly into place in Zero's mane, so that Gaucho could always be with him.