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Large, black, looming, a shadow in the forest, Abyss trotted along a path through the trees. His mind was a jumble of thoughts, the mares he had encountered all blending together, their words, his responses to them, the way they had all made him feel. Tainted...ah Tainted. She had been hurt, so badly. But would make her stronger, he was certain. She had a bitterness that could only be attributed to him, but she would raise his foal strong, probably to hate him, but strong nonetheless.
And the other mare...the unicorn. Her name was a blank space on the canvas of mares, but she was gorgeous. Had she been less tempered he would have been tempted to seek her out again, to seduce her again, and flirt with the danger that she possessed. She had sought him out to kill him, blaming him for the child growing in her womb. He smirked, she had been looking for flirtations when she encountered him, looking for love. He had fooled her, but in some deep part of his mind, he was captivated yet by the fiery unicorn mare, just as some part of him still held an interest in Tainted. Perhaps it was just that he could not have only one mare...
And Selene...ah Selene. He had let that beauty slip through his fingers. Someday he would encounter her again and that would change. She had given him much to think on. His age was growing with each day. Truthfully, it was a wonder the vicious stallion had managed to reach the age he had, for few could accomplish such a feat. Perhaps he would be reunited with his family someday...and would they hold him accountable for his sins? For their deaths...the stallion shuddered. He feared death. Even in his boldest moments, when a horn was directed at his chest he feared death.
Now he searched for the unicorn, to speak with her as he should...to let her know that the child was his as well, and he would not be letting her raise it away form him, raise it to hate him. No, never.
"Abyss speaks"
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