Like a Thorn to the Holy Ones [Keeva]

[MischeifManaged]

Numb. That is all the mare felt a few months after Nymphetamine turned and left her after they had a little spat of miscommunication. She of course felt the stabbing heart break after she watched the blood bay high tail it to where ever he was destined to go. But after weeks passed and she hadn't seen nor heard from him her heart finally gave out, no she didn't die, her soul just broke. But this fateful day she felt something off on the wind, something that made her shattered heart lighter and the agony ease a little bit. She finally moved from her spot on the outskirts of the meadow near one of the many creeks under a decent shade tree. She had changed, not to much mentally, more physically. Her eyes were slightly sunken in, her ribs were apparent under hide as were her hip bones. She was far from malnourished but one could tell that she hadn't eaten a decent amount of food for a while.

The scent told her of him before she saw his ever familiar red hide. The relief was almost to much for the small mare, her knees quaked under it. Tears gathered in her no longer dull unique eyes. He had come back for her, but his scent seemed off. Thats when she figured out where he had been. The Chamber. But the joy she felt overshadowed the horror that was to come later in the twos story. She couldn't help but trot a short distance towards Nymphetamine her heart slowly but surely reversing the shattering effect. "Nymphetamine!" She called a grin on her tired face as she cantered towards him. She finally reached him and she pushed her muzzle in his chest nickering softly to him her heart about ready to explode with happiness and the effort of running to him. Her body wasn't in the best shape. "I thought you were gone for good." She muttered softly to him and only him. She was a broken and bleeding animal and he was her rock, an unstable rock. But he kept her from falling. He was the only thing she thought of for months and that is why she is so mentally okay. She couldn't get over the fact that he was back for her. This mad the small once strong mare wine slightly as she held in a sob. These tears were not the tears of heartbreak they were the tears of relief and happiness.    

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Keeva-

the hills are full of marble before the world blooms with statues

OOC: Sorry I forgot to change accounts. Won't happen in the future. I am a little tired XD