Solace
Solace stands before the endless ocean, a girl, a caretaker, a Queen.
Icy fingers of wind tear greedily at the dark tendrils of her mane and her pale coat is covered with a thin lace-like layer of salt. The pale gold along her topline seems to nearly glow in the hazy pre-dawn light. Spring has blossomed in the sheltered inner basin of the kingdom, but along the exposed western coast a northern gale whips up a froth atop the grey waves.
The North Wind brings change - she can nearly hear her mother's reverent voice between the hiss of the waves, and for once, Tangerine would have been right.
The young mare had spent her first night as Caretaker on the secluded western side of her home, alone. But now, the indigo sky is lightening to pale grey and she is ready to begin her first full day as Hyaline’s new leader.
Solace turns south to walk along the beach towards the river delta, where she plans to follow it east into the heart of the kingdom. But before she gets very far movement catches her attention, causing her to halt. Her pale brow furrows and she looks inquisitively at the spot, unsure if she should investigate or leave the waking creature be.
you are my sunshine
