(brynmor) didn't i give it all?

[Djinni]

The summer sun is warm on her back and a thrush sings sweetly from his nearby nest. Djinni has always loved summer, but she finds that she is even fonder still of the season while not in the Desert. AS much as she had enjoyed her childhood – raised by two loving parents and always with a passel of siblings to play with – she had not been don of the boiling sun of summer.

Here in the meadow, the heat is present but not oppressive. Her grullo back is not streaked with sweat but she does realize that she is thirsty, and slowly opens her dark eyes. The little creek that runs into the wide lake of the meadow is only a few yards away, and she moves through the swaying golden grasses until she stands at the bank and can drink.

There are a handful of other horses around, the nearest of which is a greying black stallion. Feeling surprisingly companionable, Djinni moves a bit closer, alerting him to her presence with a quiet whicker in case he is lost in thought. “Hello there,” she says, her voice gentle and her smile sweet, “I’m Djinni. Nice day we’re having, isn’t it?”