08-23-2021, 11:54 AM
Ehko
It isn’t every day that you wake up not remembering your childhood. Two years, her mother had said. Two years spent entombed within her protective ball of ice while she healed, and Ehko doesn’t remember a thing.
She waited by the shore of the northernmost isle, out past the rising glaciers where the choppy gray sea brought frozen shards to gather at her hooves, and tried her best to recall the past. If she thought the waves might bring her clarity as well as flotsam, she was wrong. The dull slapping sound of water over rock produced nothing.
The dragon-winged pegasus sighed and turned away, headed back for the mainland where the uneven tundra fields could at least offer something to eat in the meantime. Not that she was particularly hungry, but Ehko knew that padding her flesh with fat after such a long sleep was the best option. Winter was on its way, and the nights spent here on Icicle Isle were brutally unforgiving to unprepared horses.
In the days since her reanimation, Ehko had learned everything from scratch. How to walk, where she was, what had happened to her - all blank sleeves of empty space in her mind waiting to be filled with knowledge. She absorbed as much as she could, but the impractical things like Islandres and the sound of her twin’s voice had all but faded away in her mind. Her mother, Eyas, did her best to sketch them back where they belonged, yet to Ehko it felt like replacing a priceless masterpiece with a second-hand replica. She didn’t even look the same anymore.
Eyas had shown her daughter through visual manipulation what she looked like to others, and Ehko had recoiled in horror at the reflected image.
Her body was so different. Too different. Altered in a way that her mind had trouble comprehending. To her it only felt like a day had passed since she’d gone to sleep, while the reality of her situation constantly proved that years had actually rolled by. Her trek back to the mainland ceased when she reached a thin outcropping of hardy pines, and she swept her mouth down to the ground for a quick nibble as the disorientation set in again.
Soon enough Eyas would be back to check up on her. She could drift peacefully into the psychosis of believing this was all a silly dream for a little while longer, and when she finished this bite and swallowed, Ehko would snap out of it and find herself in exactly the right place again. She lifted her head, swirled the tasty sedge stalks in her mouth, ground them into a pleasant green paste, and swallowed.
Nothing.
Sighing, the tobiano mare dappled in dragon scales lowered her head for another bite, figuring there really wasn’t any harm in trying again.
She waited by the shore of the northernmost isle, out past the rising glaciers where the choppy gray sea brought frozen shards to gather at her hooves, and tried her best to recall the past. If she thought the waves might bring her clarity as well as flotsam, she was wrong. The dull slapping sound of water over rock produced nothing.
The dragon-winged pegasus sighed and turned away, headed back for the mainland where the uneven tundra fields could at least offer something to eat in the meantime. Not that she was particularly hungry, but Ehko knew that padding her flesh with fat after such a long sleep was the best option. Winter was on its way, and the nights spent here on Icicle Isle were brutally unforgiving to unprepared horses.
In the days since her reanimation, Ehko had learned everything from scratch. How to walk, where she was, what had happened to her - all blank sleeves of empty space in her mind waiting to be filled with knowledge. She absorbed as much as she could, but the impractical things like Islandres and the sound of her twin’s voice had all but faded away in her mind. Her mother, Eyas, did her best to sketch them back where they belonged, yet to Ehko it felt like replacing a priceless masterpiece with a second-hand replica. She didn’t even look the same anymore.
Eyas had shown her daughter through visual manipulation what she looked like to others, and Ehko had recoiled in horror at the reflected image.
Her body was so different. Too different. Altered in a way that her mind had trouble comprehending. To her it only felt like a day had passed since she’d gone to sleep, while the reality of her situation constantly proved that years had actually rolled by. Her trek back to the mainland ceased when she reached a thin outcropping of hardy pines, and she swept her mouth down to the ground for a quick nibble as the disorientation set in again.
Soon enough Eyas would be back to check up on her. She could drift peacefully into the psychosis of believing this was all a silly dream for a little while longer, and when she finished this bite and swallowed, Ehko would snap out of it and find herself in exactly the right place again. She lifted her head, swirled the tasty sedge stalks in her mouth, ground them into a pleasant green paste, and swallowed.
Nothing.
Sighing, the tobiano mare dappled in dragon scales lowered her head for another bite, figuring there really wasn’t any harm in trying again.
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