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The little dark colt pranced proudly forward, his white tobiano splashes dancing happily, and his very own mare at his back. She followed so faithfully. Such a perfect find. So beautiful, too.
"Maybe one day you can meet my father," she'd said earlier, "or maybe someone I knew from before." He saw that divine light in her eyes die out once more, at some memory perhaps. He instantly didn't like anything or anyone that would snuff that out of his beloved Mother. "We will find a place to go where we won't be alone," she'd said lastly. Her heart was so big, so easily hurt. He'd protect it. He was all she'd ever need now.
We wouldn't need to find a home, he knew. He would do it himself, as the stallion of the pair. And so he naturally took the lead, and brought them deeper into the wide meadow. There were so many others milling about, but it was much less frantic than his birthplace on the mountain. But first, he needed to see that brilliant light return to her lovely eyes.
Do you recognize anyone in this part, my Cerva? he sang to her. Big, bottomless eyes of rich darkness turned to find her gaze. She never failed to take his breath away. He was such a lucky colt -no a deserving colt. The stunning bay was perfect for him.
He slid in next to her, snuggling into her warmth, and watched her look around for familiar faces.
"Maybe one day you can meet my father," she'd said earlier, "or maybe someone I knew from before." He saw that divine light in her eyes die out once more, at some memory perhaps. He instantly didn't like anything or anyone that would snuff that out of his beloved Mother. "We will find a place to go where we won't be alone," she'd said lastly. Her heart was so big, so easily hurt. He'd protect it. He was all she'd ever need now.
We wouldn't need to find a home, he knew. He would do it himself, as the stallion of the pair. And so he naturally took the lead, and brought them deeper into the wide meadow. There were so many others milling about, but it was much less frantic than his birthplace on the mountain. But first, he needed to see that brilliant light return to her lovely eyes.
Do you recognize anyone in this part, my Cerva? he sang to her. Big, bottomless eyes of rich darkness turned to find her gaze. She never failed to take his breath away. He was such a lucky colt -no a deserving colt. The stunning bay was perfect for him.
He slid in next to her, snuggling into her warmth, and watched her look around for familiar faces.
