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09-15-2013, 08:00 PM
 The oasis. She had needed water, but finding this place had been a bit more difficult than she had expected. For some reason she seemed to have been walking in circles – constantly being drawn back to the warm fingers of the ever burning fire. She had yet to feel the warmth of the sun return to the lands, but she knew that the earth was slowly beginning to return to normal and that plants had started to grow a little. But, as she stumbled across the oasis she realized that she was not alone anymore. There was a stag underneath a tree. He snorted, and then let out a small nicker to the other horses that were around the oasis and water section. She did not say anything, just returned the nicker, before heading into the pool of water to cool off her frame. The familiarity of the water was calming. It was like her old lands in the northern sections- where water was abundant, if not a little cold, and you could see the mountains in the distance. But, of course, she couldn’t feel any mountains around. This was not her original home. But, this would be her new home. So, after having a nice drink she began to edge closer to the tree where he was resting. ”Hello,” she said quietly, little uncertain about approaching him. Perhaps he didn’t want to socialize. But, she was tired of feeling like she was completely alone. So, she was going to try and fix that today… 259 words |
