She had wandered the common lands of Beqanna for sometime now. Meeting few who seemed interested in her. Her true passion was children. Their innocence and whimsical antics. She thought back to her own childhood and how much she loved the stories her GrandDam told her of a magical land. Filled with fairies and stories of special abilities they granted a select few equines. She was finding that not all was rainbows and butterflies as the stories told. There was a black magic also. A magic that cursed a few with terrible things. Pain... Torture... She cringed at the thought of her most recent find. The dark stallion with bone plates emerging from his hide. What torture that would be.
Looking about these lands there was a peace, a happiness. Foals frolicked carelessly. Playing games of tag, hide and seek, racing here and there. Some even expressed wings so they exercised their muscles to prepare for take off. Leaping to the sky but strength faultered them back to the turf. She smiled at their simple happiness. She couldn't imagine herself having children... Not yet. She herself was too naive to raise a child properly. So she settled for enjoying their company. Telling them stories she had enjoyed as a young filly. Joining in their silly games...
AuroraElis
Not all that Glitters is Gold