03-02-2018, 11:04 AM
hold me in this wild, wild world
'cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be
'cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be
He had wanted to feel at home in Nerine, because that place that was the rebirth of the Amazons was the closest thing in the new world he could think of to the old world, and his memories there. Serving the new Amazons kept him anchored to the old world, but that had never been enough for him. The cliffs and shores of Nerine had always felt familiar but never like home, and eventually Brennen had moved on to Ischia; and in Ischia, he had found a piece of himself that had been missing since the world changed. It would never be the Tundra, never the Falls or the Deserts, but it was a place he loved.
Hyaline was separate from Nerine. Hyaline was the product of something Brennen truly believed in; a place founded for the young to thrive and grow. He loves the idea of it, but he is far too old to actually be a part of it, and he could not stay as Hyaline’s protector from Nerine when he left Nerine. He knows in the time since then they have broken from Nerine, and of course Amet will have grown up, but as he wings his way in their direction, the bay stallion is curious what they are now. Have they lived up to the promise he had seen in Amet?
The mountains appear beneath him and he descends, landing lightly near the lake. Winter is well upon them in the mountains and there is frost beneath his hooves, and ice forming on the edges of the water. Brennen breaks the ice nearest the edge because even though it is cold, the sweet mountain spring water is irresistible. When he lifts his head and steps back from the lake he casually scans the horizon and finds the mountain much as he left it, though he supposes the faces have changed. The woman who stole him, for instance, is not Amet. And it no longer smells here so strongly of the brashness of youth, which makes him think that they are no longer the Kingdom just for youth as he had always hoped for them.
But regardless of their current beliefs, he has been stolen here for a visit, and honor demands that he fulfill it, and so here he is.
Hyaline was separate from Nerine. Hyaline was the product of something Brennen truly believed in; a place founded for the young to thrive and grow. He loves the idea of it, but he is far too old to actually be a part of it, and he could not stay as Hyaline’s protector from Nerine when he left Nerine. He knows in the time since then they have broken from Nerine, and of course Amet will have grown up, but as he wings his way in their direction, the bay stallion is curious what they are now. Have they lived up to the promise he had seen in Amet?
The mountains appear beneath him and he descends, landing lightly near the lake. Winter is well upon them in the mountains and there is frost beneath his hooves, and ice forming on the edges of the water. Brennen breaks the ice nearest the edge because even though it is cold, the sweet mountain spring water is irresistible. When he lifts his head and steps back from the lake he casually scans the horizon and finds the mountain much as he left it, though he supposes the faces have changed. The woman who stole him, for instance, is not Amet. And it no longer smells here so strongly of the brashness of youth, which makes him think that they are no longer the Kingdom just for youth as he had always hoped for them.
But regardless of their current beliefs, he has been stolen here for a visit, and honor demands that he fulfill it, and so here he is.
hold me in this wild, wild world
and in your heat I feel how cold it can get
and in your heat I feel how cold it can get
BRENNEN
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