[private] the dawning of a new age [Jenger pony]

[Phaedrus]

PHAEDRUS

He continues searching, but searching for what? He can’t say just yet, maybe searching for the courage to face a woman that he made a promise too. No she was better without him, she would be stronger without him. She didn’t need him, then again had he really broken his promise? He promised to love Josie like she was his own, he had/does that still. He promised to keep Zara safe, he had done that, in the best way he knew how. Putting someone in charge of her care that would be able to stay present in her life, but now…. Now what was happening? Had the stallion survived? Had she been able to find her bearings? Was THEIR child okay? He couldn’t say for certain.

He looks around him, the sun setting, he has yet to fly from the meadow, he has yet to see the extent of the damage. Something tells him he cannot be prepared for it, but then why stall? To find a mare that was angry with him? To see if a daughter that he had barely laid eyes on was okay? What kind of father was he? Promising to be present, promising a none existent forever. Bile rose in his throat, he knew the exact kind of horse he was, a selfish one. Yet could one give him grace? No he did not want that, but what exactly did he want? He couldn’t say for certain, all he did know was that the Dale needed him, or at least what was left of the Dale.

i'll carry this flag, to the grave if i must

@[Jenger]