My pace continues up the path as I shout my demands for answers to the stranger. The winged horse pauses and looks about the area before sending a response into the void between us. My ears catch his words but my brain only processes the name. Coming to an abrupt halt -not more than four paces away- my ears twist back and make my annoyance known before the words leak from my mouth. "The Dale? What kind a fucking name is that!?" My voice is full of disgust as I spit the name out, a huff of irritation is exhaled as I begin to question the winged horse without pause, "Where is Tephra? You know Tephra right?? Tropical oasis... Hotter than hell... Enormous exploding mountains... Rivers of molted earth... The greatest kingdom to ever exist! Where did it go??" My eyes remain fixated on the earthy colored pegacorn as I pause just briefly. My mind moves quickly through memories of my birthplace as I spoke and I am only for a moment softened in thought. That is until a memory surfaces of turmoil and chaos that again has my lips spewing harsh words, "Ugg! Don't tell me those fucking fairies had something to do with this! Those do-gooders just can't leave shit alone."
My ears press harder against my skull as I think of my home being tossed to the depths as other lands have been before. Amethyst tail whips in irritation at such thoughts as I now silence for answers. Iron hooves shift my heavy frame as my wings now tighten at my sides as if preparing for battle. If Tephra had been drug to the abyss, I was prepared to do whatever it took to get Her back...
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