I'm coming back again
I want to live tonight
The earth had been an angry thing. Shaking, rumbling. The one-eyed stallion had faced many terrible things in his long life and still he had not been prepared for that. It had been pandemonium. The children were nowhere to be found. Even the Hippogriff (my hippogriff) was missing. The only fortune was that he had been with her, his heart. Their wishes combined (I wish for Link & Lillibet to be safe. I wish for Oceane to be safe.) There is no wish for himself, his only care is for them. My family. My family.
Hopefully it was enough. He prayed that it was enough. The ocean rose and then….
His dreams are wild, broken, fragmented. There is a splintering pain of an icicle in his chest, a bear ripping at his face, maniacal laughter. A girl of glass that’s screaming and falling, a mare and a stallion staring at him with disdain. Nightmares that he hadn’t dreamed of in some time. Magnus stands before him and the branded stallion crumples with shame and a million things that were still left unsaid between them. And then…. Her scent wraps around him like a warm blanket. Safe, secure. His name on her lips and her kisses fluttering over his golden skin. This is a dream he doesn’t want to wake from.
Her nudge against his neck is more persistent and blearily, his good eye opens. The events of what had happened slowly begin to come back as he stirs and panic begins to rear its ugly head again as he looks around them with dismay. They have somehow ended up in the middle of the ocean, buoyed by an ice floe. His first concern is for her, noticing the way she shivers as she looks towards the horizon. In a blink of an eye, he becomes ursine and carefully brings her into a gentle embrace within the warm layers of his snowy coat. He is cautious with his claws as he grazes them along her cheek, worry etched in the eye that was left. “Are you alright?”
Glancing past her to the endless ocean, a soft growl rumbles deep in his chest with distress. The twins aren’t here. It is an old wound that reopens, this is not the first pair of children he had failed to protect and his beating heart spasms painfully in his X marked chest as the weight of anxiety settles firmly on his hunched shoulders. “Perhaps I can push us to shore?” He finally muses aloud, looking at her uncertainly. “If we have any idea where that might be..”
Ledger
@Oceane
