Her life was ruined. She was thin, her leg broken from a battle she fought during her journey. She had gone to her homeland to see what had come of it, disappointed to find it was in ruins. Her homeland had remained untouched for so long, the bones of her herdmates lay in piles of dirt and debris. They had gone extinct, she being the last of them. But in her state, she would not last long. She washed up at the base of the volcano that seeped blue magma. The Veins of the Gods was here, before her. The pools of magma leaked from the ridges, rolling down the side of the volcano, slowly enlarging the island. Raising her head, her broken crown, she squints. Her vision is blurry, obscuring the landscape in front of her. She groans, raising her thin frame. Her legs shake, her broken leg dragging along the ground, dead yet still alive. She felt the rocks hitting her dead leg, causing scratches and bruises, the hoof chipping from all the damage.

She slumps against an abandoned shrine, the tears running down her cheeks. The route she took to get to the shrines led her around the volcano, climbing up and over the bridge of rock to reach the stone shrines. She is there, slumped against a broken shrine, one she hadn't noticed the last time she was in the Veins. The other piece of it must have fallen into the water far below. She breathes deeply, her lungs feel as though they have been slashed to bits. Her breathing was forced into the shallows, her heart straining. She barely had any strength to move, and her lids felt heavy, pulling down over her pale blue eyes. She inhales, a painful breath.

She feels the tears as they flow down her bruised and battered cheeks, falling to the ground. Pools of salty liquid were forming below her, her clear tears pooling up on the rock. Her tail twitches, hanging from a thread. The hair tuft at the end of her tail has been torn, replaced by bloody, shredded tissue. She can no longer hold herself up, no longer keep herself against the shrine. She falls over, body causing a loud thump as she hits the rock. Her broken horn hits the shrine as she collapses, her breathing further into the shallows. She cries, suddenly realizing she will be leaving this world without saying good bye to her daughter, without saying good bye to Mauja, her King. She felt her heart ache, her brain screaming as she inches closer to the edge. She fixes her gaze on the bubbling magma below her, a knot forming in her throat. It was to be done, she was going to end this all here and now. But she is hesitant, afraid.

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