She needed a miracle. After her meeting with Archibald, she was still confused. What damage had Mandrake done in her life? Who had she effected with her choices?
Delinne lowered her head to the refreshing water in the river, cooling her dry throat. Thoughts were hurting her head as she couldn't stop thinking about her quest.
The mare really needed a friend now. She needed someone to trust, to love, to care about. She had been alone in her heart for too long. But this quest was hard to figure out.

How was she allowed to sneak around in others' history? In others' life? They had their right to privacy.
So why had the Earth God told her to do just that? Sneak around and find out the story behind at least two horses? God, she was so confused.
Help. That's what she needed right now.
The mare raised her head and felt a sudden ache in her heart. Her thoughts had turned in a different direction now, making her wondering about her own life.

Why wasn't she a mother by now? With her own story, she would definitely have a foal by this time. But she didn't have one.
Was she unable to have a foal? There was too many questions. Maybe that was the answer to why she had decided to quest for a friend? A companion?
The fact that she wasn't a mother yet had to be the reason to this quest. Even if this quest wouldn't make her a mother, she would still feel like one with a little companion that would need her full attention at all times.
She would gain a child with this quest.

Dell sighed and looked at her belly. The black coat was shining in a purple tint as the sun rays met her body, making the white markings glow faintly, and her hair danced gently with the cooling wind.
It was a nice day with barely any clouds in the sky and a warming sun to make the grass grow.
The mare loved spring, but at the same time she hated it. Mostly because spring brought horrible memories to her mind, memories of being used as a child by stallions at springtime.
No child should live through that.

She lowered her head again and pointed her horn to the flowing river, taking a few more sips of the water. She was tired of being alone.
Tired of heart ache.
Tired of her damned life.

"Talking."

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