The bittersweet between my teeth, trying to find the in-between…
Zephyr feels the presence of the children to her front - their voices are small and gentle, and they seem rather confused about the situation at hand. They tell her of the cavern by the sea, where they reside, and the alabaster femme feels another smile pull at her lips.
Life has a way of giving and taking, kind of like the sea. In a way, it is heartbreaking - they do not yet know what heartbreak is, what hardships will befall them is yet a mystery. They have an entire life ahead of them...and they didn't even know the things that could happen to them...the way life rips you to shreds at every twist and turn. The one thing that gave comfort to the pale mare was the fact that the two seemed to have two loving, doting parents by there side (although they were nowhere to be found; a dangerous idea at this time of evening).
She could feel their eyes locked on her...she couldn't see it, but she knew. And then, they asked it. They asked the question the mare continuously braced herself for.
"Are you okay...?"
In their naivety, the words slip out. A rare thing to be exposed to - a blind horse - so of course they were to ponder over the filminess of her eyes and blankness in her stare. It hurts her - again, they do not know of the cruel cards life can hand you, but she smiles anyway and nods her head reassuringly.
"I am fine children," She begins, waves lapping at her feet. "I was born without the ability to see clearly. It got worse as I grew." She didn't usually tell people that this is what happened to her, but for the unaware children, it seemed like a good way to explain.
Krigare's presence is welcome, but nervewracking, and she can feel his gaze strictly on her as she talks to the children. As she finishes, she listens to the stag, whose voice goes from stern to soft as he speaks to the foals.
"Why don't we move away from the coast, hm?" She enjoys listening to the way his voice is so sweet as he acknowledges them. It makes her heart flutter girlishly, but she isn't too interested in moving away from her haven. But, unwillingly, she follows, curious to see what the stag had to tell her.
Zephyr