Scarecrow

After his little escapades in the Throat, he needed to get away for a little while. Spice had shown him a little bit of friendship, but other than that he had shackled himself to the stupid beach like it owned him. So it was time that he got away. Sneaking out of the throat, he kind of felt like an escaped convict. He slipped out during the night, attempting to fight his way to some place fun.

He quickly learned that the only way to get out was head to the north. Why? Well apparently they were on this island thing. Every part seemed to be surrounded by water. Maybe it was all part of the plan, they were trying to trap him here! So the sneaky little foal took off running as soon as he saw the land spread out before him. After that, he isn't really sure how he got to where he was at. He had tried to circle around back to the Throat, but now was on this other peninsula thing, and there were these fluffy clouds all over. They looked so soft...

Figuring it can't be too horrible, he steps over to one and it seems to support his weight. He curls up on it, and suddenly it begins to move. His eyes widen as suddenly the ground becomes really far away. He bleats for help, but no one is around. Up and up he continues to go. He's about ready to pass out when another darn thing comes into view. Slowly it takes the shape of a land... a land in the sky?! His entire world was being flipped on its head and he's sure that he is dreaming. 'WAKE UP!' he screams into his mind, trying to awaken himself. Yet, he continues to "dream" until the fluffy cloud places him on the island.

On wobbly legs he finds his feet again, and totters forward like a newborn foal. It was probably due to the combination of extreme fear and anxiety, along with the lack of oxygen cause on the way up he kind of forgot to breathe normally. So here he is, on this deserted island, alone. His eyes search as he stumbles through patches of cherry blossoms, the smell is sweet, but not as relaxing as the stench of many horses. It seems that there were horses here, did someone live here? He follows his nose until a huge... and he means huge, crowd is all circled around the tree like some sort of cult. He sneaks up behind these unknown faces, careful not to touch them. He can't see anything though except a twinkling tree. Why was that so cool?

[Cerin is only recently active, but I believe half of his 8 posts have fallen in the last few weeks. If not, disregard this post. :3]

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