you rounded out my edges [any]

[Cherish]

tossed around like seaglass
and you rounded out my edges

Cherish is a little lost girl.

She was raised correctly, unlike a good number of foals, but it is time for her to set off on her own—well past time, actually. When autumn gives way to winter and winter turns subsequently into summer, she will be a year old. It was time for her to go, her mother had encouraged her, and make an adventure for herself. That is just what young Cherish is doing; she is going to make a grand adventure out of this thing called life, she hopes. She has the curiosity and the drive to do whatever she wants, so why shouldn't she?

It is what has driven her to this now-barren wasteland (or nearly barren, really). Trees and shrubery have been burnt to the ground, and occasionally she comes across a rift that gapes open beneath her hooves. Whatever has happened here? She is deeply curious, and though she might be walking through a territory that will not welcome her, she cannot stop on her journey to the center. Mountains loom around her and the blackened earth is admittedly frightening to the young girl, but you know what they say about curiosity.

Eventually she comes to a large, seemingly endless lake, and here she collapses at the shoreline. All of that walking has worn her out, and she stares with bleary eyes across the water. Burnt trees have fallen along the edges of the lake, staining the pristine water with ash and decay, and her stubby tail flicks over her haunches as she takes it all in. It's beautiful, truly, despite all of the damage to the kingdom. Beautiful, and peaceful enough that maybe she can settle down for a nap right here...

cherish
you were a shot in the dark