"The bittersweet between my teeth, trying to find the in-between..."
There aren't many places the alabaster mare liked better than the sea. On numerous occasions she found herself lurking around the water, listening to the waves crash to shore, sometimes staying until the tide nearly reached her pale stomach. She enjoyed listening as the seagulls called to each other, how the air smelled strongly of salt and sulfur. She found an odd sort of solace in how the water could be so gentle sometimes, but so terrifying at others, kind of like how life is.
Life is so curious, isn't it?
She had met the stallion named Krigare but a few months ago. Though, she could not see him, she enjoyed the way he made her feel, the way he seemed so adamant about helping her find her way around Tephra's lands. He seemed so open, so honest...and she had let her mind ruin it.
He's leading you to your death. Don't go!! Run away!!
So, she did. And now she was alone yet again, all because of her fear. A single tear rolled down her pale face from her milky white eyes - something she had done so often, it was second nature to her now.
She felt exceedingly confused, and the more she thought about the incident, the more befuddled she became. It was like a switch had gone off in her mind - one minute she felt at ease and safe around her newfound companion, the next she was bolting away...and falling. Zephyr wished she knew why her mind played such tricks on her...and why so often it left her with a feeling of deep grief and anxiety.
So, there she was. Standing by the sea yet again, letting the waves splash around her. High tide would be coming soon, she could feel the water rising above her legs. She wanted to submerge herself in its beauty, swim in its chaos. The rest of the world seemed so scary, but here, along the border of Tephra by the sea, it seemed halfway alright.
She felt her body moving deeper into the sea - a dangerous idea, but she suddenly didn't really care. The water was cool as she plunged into the depths - she wouldn't stay out here long, but the feeling of the crisp aqua felt good...almost like she was washing away all her sorrows. She just needed a feeling of comfort, even if it was for a moment.
Like he had given her that short amount of time.
Zephyr
I’m a ship in a bottle, rain pouring down on me