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White December
The sand and salty ocean were never of her particular taste. No, her mind was most at ease in the frigid chill of cold rains or harsh winters. But her meandering had led her to this place of lapping seas and crying gulls, and already she had a headache. She had simply wanted to crawl away from the shelter that was the Falls, for the humidity had become too much this past Birdsong. Her bulk had only made it so far, to see a group of creatures surrounding a object, the view of it being obscured by the fellow horses. Ears pricked forward at once, attempting to take in the entire scene before deciding her next move. She wasn't going to walk right into the middle of a group just because she wanted to see the new shiny thing too. But, it was the sad song that arose from whatever the object was that caught her attention.
How she knew it came from it, she didn't know, but even her heart that was blocked by many walls could be swayed by the sullen lull, and a flicker of sadness flashed across her steel orbs. She related to the thing, having felt that abandonment and desire to find someone that would perhaps be with them forever. She had never told this to anyone, and had no intention of doing so, but for some reason she was drawn forward simply by the related feeling. Soon she was standing a little further off, hearing the others sing their lullabies in an attempt to soothe the... was it an egg? Her nostrils flared in a soft snort, lowering her massive head slightly to walk forward and look closer at the thing, before slowing bringing her maw inches from its shell, whispering;
"Hush little one it will be alright,
For being at my side I will hold you tight.
The world can be scary when others aren't near.
Don't worry now little one, I'll be right here.
With danger and woe ahead in life,
I'll be here to soothe you through all of your strife.
Know this for sure there's no need for alarm,
Don't worry now little one, I'll shield you from harm.
When others aren't with you, keep one thing in mind,
I'll be here little one, right at your side.
Take no fear in your journeys and look to find,
I'm always here little one, being your guide."
After a soft breath of warmth on the eggshell, her eyes opened softly, and despite her attempts to stop it, a single tear trickled down her face. Her mind and heart ached, and her whole body shook uncontrollably, for the first time in a very long time, she had felt what she'd been stuffing down for years. How could just a little egg bring so much out of her? How could her mind be so shaken by a not-yet born creature? She knew the answer, but she didn't want it admit it:
She was worried it would grow up alone just like she did.
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