Nobody should be judged for something they had no part in. Like a child wasn’t to blame for its mother’s wrongdoings, or one friend in a group of four for the mischief of the others. It’s not Beqanna, nor her habitants, that are to blame for any past disappointments.
However, what they can do, is offer a new chance. That is all Tephra is about. The volcanic land is a home for those who have none, a sanctuary in its own right, if you wanted it to be. Amorette hopes to spread this word through Beqanna, to let everybody know which direction Tephra is taking with Warrick’s raise to the throne.
Today it leads her to a young chestnut mare in the field. She carries some kind of reservation with her, but yet at the same time it seems like she came to the field with the right intentions. ”Hello there” she greets the chestnut girl with a light drop of her head and a pleasant smile tugging on the corners of her lips. ”I’m Amorette and come from Tephra. Who are you, if you don’t mind me asking?”
Amorette
Quand on n'a que l'amour.
