Those who have courage and faith shall never perish in misery
The thought of green meadows and colossal green trees quickly dwindled as she entered the barren, ice-cold wasteland, empty and almost as if it was forgotten, frozen in time with only the call of a few crows. The piceous lady slowly and gently slid down the icy hill, her elongated jet-black legs trailing after her cumbersome body, she lifted her head high into the air, her neck arched and creased as she flared her nostrils, picking up dull scents with each inhale, the mare began to move with haste, she did not have the time to simply stand still and allow her dark frame to slowly sink into the shimmering white powder. Anninux moved at the trot, her mind fixating on finding food or shelter, solitude was not a thing she was keen on; in fact, it bothered her. The onyx frame raised her piston-like legs above the snow, she did not like the cold at all and made sure not to linger in it for too long, she peered into every single crack and crevasse, any sign of life that wasn't a bird would have been helpful. The young mare halted for the first time, steam rising off of her as if she had suddenly been set alight, she snorted and once more looked around, her eyes dancing around the field as she made out a few objects. She could not handle another day alone, months of distanced travelling already made her ache, but loneliness was already getting the better of her, she flattened her ears as a rugged breeze swept against her, bitterly cold snow flying up and onto her, the mare began to move again, only stopping to rest against a tree as shelter.
The mare still had no idea as to what she was doing here, solitude was almost torture but the need to integrate was spine-chilling, Anninux closed her eyes for one moment and breathed deeply, relaxing to the best of her ability in the weather conditions, almost startled to hear any noise at all, she waited silently for now, and possibly forever.
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