All the things she would never say.
She waited for the flame licked mare to make her leave from the field before she made her way to the ocean kingdom. She had forced her body to take her here in a days time, the journey proving easy enough. Rant had known she angered hte mare, that was evident form the reaction of the two women. One had turned and left them to their own fares, though Amarantha planned to visit her soon enough. The other had spoken with firm words before taking her own leave of sorts, and Rant took that as a personal invitation to follow.
She stood upon one of the sea facing cliffs and stares at the coming storm. It seemed to follow her almost. As if the mare could never have any peace. She swallowed her pride then and called out to the ebony mare. It was clear enough that both women had secrets locked in the darkest confines of their souls that made them want nothing but to scream at times. Rant craved the release of sharing, but today was not the day she would find her euphoria. Instead, she waits in silence her back turned to anyone who wished to approach, the wind whipping her tail against her hocks in furious swings. She relaxes and closes her eyes, waiting on the Nerinian Queen.
Amarantha
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