Another Valentines Day come and gone, another day of love where Deirdre was left loveless. She should be used to the cruelty of fate by now but still, her heart ached. It ached for the love that was so often denied, and ached from the rejection she so often received.
A tear fell from the mare's eye, dropping into the trickle of a creek that she walked beside. She did not know where her hooves were taking her. All she knew was that it was away.
Thirst tickled at the back of her throat. Even when suffering from heart break, one could not escape the basic needs of the body. And right now, her body demanded to be re-hydrated.
Her ears pinned back as she half-heartedly scanned the area with soft purple eyes. Deeming it safe, she lowered her head to drink from the cool creek.
