don't you ever tame your demons - anyone

[Ivar]

I V A R i'll use you as a makeshift gauge of how much to give and how much to take The frenzy of the season finally fades, and the silence that follows has Ivar feeling rather empty. It is like this every year. A few weeks of mindless pleasure, followed by an adjustment period, and then life-as-usual for nine months or so until fall comes ‘round again. Ivar leads a dual life, and never is it more clear than in these days when autumn bleeds slowly into winter. Ahead of him, a cloud of his steamy breath obscures the landscape. The rocky hills are brilliantly colored: ruby red and glittering gold, a display of autumnal splendor that rivals even Sylva. A summer variety of flowers has given way to a more muted pallet. The first snow has yet to fall, but the leaves underfoot are lined with ice. The etched silver patterns catch the kelpie’s eye for a moment, and he pauses in his daily patrol around the kingdom of Loess. He does not stand out especially well; Ivar lacks any shade of the colorful rainbow that so many in Beqanna sport. He is only as dark as shadow and light as snow, and though his white scales glitter and shine, they are few and dusty from lack of water. Even with his corded mane hanging low to obscure his face, the stallion is recognizable, and as he turns toward a sound to his left he knows that he will surely be recognized. His afternoon alone is interrupted, but it remains to see if that will be a positive event or not. There is a half-smile on his mouth, and his brown eyes are inquisitive king of loess minimal smoky grullo tobiano | equus kelpus

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