A Second Try

[.Dragon.]

Memory's brown pillars carried her away from the land where she had been lead, but not away from the strange hollowness in her breast. She had lived a short time in Phantom's terra and been happy, but he had vanished, and Cryptic had gone with him. Or maybe she had just gone on her own. Without a goodbye, the bay mare had simply left the lands. She would wait no longer and never weep for a stallion who obviously hadn't loved her enough to stay at her side.

The Neutral mare would be happy enough in a lesser position; she knew that lead was a position fast to be filled if the stallion wanted a lead. A bond was formed early, and the mare soon found herself in the Lead Mare place. Memory could not remember that bond, and that meant it had all been a lie, whatever that idiot of a stallion had said. How ironic. she thought. He called himself Phantom and left just as suddenly as a ghost.

The bay mare stepped into the higher ground to await a stallion who would journey this far in. If he would travel so far to seek a mare, he was different to say the least and Memory would follow him home...whatever his Alliance. She was Neutral after all.

[D.ynamic]

A p o c a l y p t o

Apocalypto wandered into the terra, occulis scanned the area closely, for a fae by her lonsome. Allthough, there were none to be found. Sighing heavily, bay pillars carried him gracefully to the sullen pond that inherited the terra. Boa dipped as the stag quenched his thirst with the clear aqua. Lifting his dial slowly, he stood tall, tassels flying in the mid-morning breese. Flints tapped the jade as he strode farther into the depths of the terra.

Will I ever find a true love? Or at least anyone to love? he thought to himself as he walked along. It always seemed to be, that all the mares fell for the royal or well know stags. He wasnt know for anything, yet. But he had a good heart, and the will to try and learn. He wanted the feeling of true love, not just the fake kind, that nobody is real about.

Suddenly, Apocalypto cought the glance of a mare, a mare with nobosy around her. He wandered over to her, and gracefully bowed his dial. Raising it back up once more, melodical vocals were emitted. Hello fine maiden. May I ask of your name?

[.Dragon.]

Her elegant thorns pricked as she heard the footfalls of another approaching and she looked up from where she had been grasing moments before. A handsome stallion was drawing near, his fine neck bowing and raising in greeting.

She took in every feaure of his face and frame, wondering at his magnificence. She had thought Phantom was handsome when she first saw him, but this was not anything like what she ahd thought when Phantom had first come into her optics. This, she felt, was a stallion she could trust.

She heard his lyrics and nearly sighed. No. she thought, her worrying side coming out just in time. Don't get lovestruck now, Memory my girl. See what he is like first, and don't make the same mistake you did with Phantom.

My name is Memory, my lord. she said softly, her sweet vocals drifting on the breeze to meet him.