And Now I'm Nothing...[Any]

[Chrisma]

Although she was not as close to the edge as before, the mare continued to gaze towards the open sea. She was silent, lips pursed, as the two behind her snapped at each other. She listened lazily with ears flicked back, until the green stallion said something that made her wince. 

"I doubt Nayl takes very kindly to those that fling themselves off her cliffs. Or come here with that intent, but without asking first either."

Her chest tightened, and although she would not admit it...she knew he was right. A sign of inherent disrespect for the leader of this land, that even in her deepest depression she knew wasn't right. But instead of giving him the satisfaction of proving her idea the wrong thing to do,  she stayed silent. 

Another mare approached: "No one is dying today." Her words were stern, her message was clear. "Not here, at least." She briefly approached Chrisma, and looked to the rocks below. They disappeared with a puff of smoke, and Chrisma raised her brows briefly. 

Disintegration...you see something new everyday. She stared until, suddenly, the ground slipped from beneath her, leaving nothing but air and sea. The blue and white mare told her to take a few steps back, and that she did. A swift turn, and she began to walk away from the trio. 

That is, until the jaguar mare spoke to her, and she stopped. Words slipped venomously from her tongue, and Chrisma felt herself grow angry. 

"How dare you question my pain as if you know it?" The fiery red mare growled. "Maybe my pain is not the same as yours...maybe it isn't even close to being as great..." She paused, swallowing and taking in a breath. She felt her eyes well with tears - she could not...no...she would not, give them the pleasure of her tears. "...but my pain is mine, and it lives inside me and grows every day. Every pain is different, and if you are to judge me for mine...well, you must not be as smart as you act." 

There where years between the two, and Chrisma did not question the other mare's experience, but in that moment, she was too angry to rationalize. While she didn't know what the mare had been through, she figured the jaguar mare's life had been an ordeal. 

But maybe she was right; maybe the cinnamon colored mare would regret the plunge - maybe she would lose out on a chance to redeem herself from the thoughts of suicide, from the past that still haunted her. Chrisma took a moment to calm, and then realigned herself in front of the other two mares. 

"I lost them...and it is my fault..." She stared up at the mare, jaw shaking with the thought of those she loved and lost. "And now I'm nothing..."


Had to edit it a bit because i posted before i realized you had @Heartfire ! xD But the vision change is okay. I edited it to get everything you did in there (: