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[Helleborn]

The girl child is not very old. Her zebra dam's wild ways overtook once again except this time it was permanent. The wild called the the woman, driving her made with it's lustful weeping. It whisper secrets in the form of starry skies and wild stormy winds. The young girl only chained her hoof and heart to the land upon which they lay.

When the child is weaned, filled by the grasses of mother Beqanna, Johari knows that she will turn and walk away. She hoped perhaps the girl would understand but the way she bled for the Serengeti could not be contained. Even so, Johari is amazed she has stayed this long. Such a terrible mare to go and sacrifice so much for a night of passion and sweat.

The little bundle. The leg iron. The hand around her throat.

Helleborn does not see her mother go but would not cry if she had. The girl was born different, quiet. She watches and notices the differences in the world rather than seek the affections that she should. She will not blame her mother when she notices her absence. She will not shutter and boil with rage. Opportunity shows in many different way.

Opportunity has many faces.

HELLEBORN

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