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[Fiasko]

fiasko

As she takes a step forward, the familiar heartbeat thuds for a moment at her sides. She wonders, as she always does when this happens, where it comes from. It’s such an odd thing, to a feel a heart beat that isn’t even there. And yet it feels right, somehow. Familiar and comforting. Like it’s supposed to be there.

It’s been there all her life, and she still can’t explain it. She wonders if she should ask someone to help her figure it out. Someone like a magician. But she knows better than to follow that temptation. It would be a poor idea to make a deal with a magician now, especially considering her position. She can’t afford to give anyone a potential position of advantage over the Gates.

She’s mulling over this idea when a soft whicker reaches her ear. Her head pops up, and her orange eye takes in the sight of a familiar silver dapple mare. Fiasko’s face lights up with a crooked smile. She doesn’t know the mare well yet, but from the few times they’ve interacted, Fiasko knows the mare to be open, friendly and caring. “Good morning Wichita!” She finds it so odd to be called ‘my lady.’ She’s only new at this crown - she doesn’t deserve any honourifics. And with the Gates so small, she feels that it’s important to be close to the other members of the kingdom. “And you can just call me Fiasko.”

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