Loneliness:;.~

I feel this emotion very often now.

Today I awoke to a sunny Forest. I thanked the Gods for the quick weather change as my brother and Xylia gave me scrutinizing looks for saying so. They were apparently distraught that the Forest was normal, so I went in myself. I unwaveringly went to the Twin Gods’ statues to pray and thank them, and I found my hooves taking me towards the Sunbeam.

Now, I had never known Run. I knew she was a great person in mind and body.

I bowed in the deepest of respects and lay there for minutes as I listened to the sounds of birds; not wolves. Is this how death felt? If I died, would people mourn me every day? … Most likely not, ‘fore none know me well. How would I die? Would my father kill me, like he murdered my mother? Would the pain be quick, or would it linger as I faded? Would there even be pain…?

I cannot think about death yet. I am too young.

I walked to the Idol and was greeted by my brother, the one called Swallowtail, and the one called Rutilus. Swallowtail was a very quiet doe, never really speaking out. I thought her like me and surveyed Rutilus, a golden stag like my love. He was kind and made me feel welcome in the tiny little group. We pranced around for a bit before he looked at me with bright blue eyes, bowed, and left.

After he left, I felt loneliness clench my heart, and my brother and Swallowtail left too. I curled up around the ever-crying Idol to ponder life… And to ponder death.

Best Regards,

Aspen;;