Hold Back the River; Kreios

[Nymeria]

Nymeria didn’t feel like herself anymore. She had been to space and back literally. She had birthed a colt, a son made from herself and Kreios. She had changed in both nature and appearance. Nymeria was exhausted, but she could not wait to return home and see her Kreios. Oh how she had missed him, and to think that she almost chose death over life. Nymeria walked calmly as she crossed through the borders of Orange Country, and toddling beside her was a clumsy colt. Paxton did his best to match each of his mother’s giant steps, and every time he caught himself with her tail swinging over his angled face he laughed. The coarse hair rubbed against his nose bringing about giggles and a sneeze. Nymeria would smile back at him and stop for a brief moment to allow her son to catch up. She anxiously looked forward to the moment she would introduce Paxton to his father. She knew that the colt would grow to be strong, handsome, and kind as long as he had the guidance of Kreios. The once plain mare looked surprisingly different. She no longer drifted into the background as easily. Instead of simply being a quiet immortal her touch with magic now clearly showed outwardly. Woven into her tail and mane were hundreds of orange blossoms. They eternally held their open beauty, never withering and falling from her. They were a reminder that she had chosen life over death. That she had chosen to return to Kreios rather than remain with Gail in the end of the world. Nymeria and Paxton soon reached a familiar hill within Orange Country, and Nymeria stopped. Surely Kreios would spot them, and she eagerly anticipated his touch. nymeria mare of orange country