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 Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:30 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 2:35 am
Back by the ocean
Today Daemon Calliope arrived by the ocean. They liked it very well right away and played at tag. Before long, I heard a familiar voice and turned to see the Ichsa who I briefly spoke with when I first set out after Kati; Chandara. She is... I am not sure I know how to describe her. She is different, and I like her very well indeed. She was kind and polite both to me and to the foals and she took us to see her favorite place here by the sea. I hope that this is not the last I see of her; I greatly enjoy her company. Sometimes I feel that she is more like me than other Nequus, and sometimes I think that we are vast worlds apart. Still, whatever she is or is not she is one that I count as a friend and I shall actively seek her company out in future, I think.
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Posted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 5:02 am
Chandara once more
She is a great believer in fate, this mare, and perhaps I can begin to see why. A chance meeting for the two of us, both alone and wishing company and so far from her usual haunts. We are to travel together now, something I am most glad of. I have missed Damon and Calliope, have not adjusted as well as I might have to being alone again.
Still, now I am not alone anymore; as I say Chandara and I are to travel together and I look forward to this. I enjoy her company and I would very much like to know more about her; at the moment I feel I know her hardly at all.
If there is such a thing as fate then in this world, I hope that it is a kind thing. She seems to believe that I will find Vince again one day. For myself... for myself I can only hope that I shall. Perhaps I am jaded, but I do not think it a hope likely to come true. Still, we would not be Nequus if we did not dream, and I am not alone. Life is good.
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Posted: Sun Jul 27, 2008 2:20 pm
Courting
Fortune favors the bold, those who dare and those who strike when the time is right. Today, I was the bold. Chandara and I had reached Yisi, and having traveled long and hard we settled down to rest. We spoke then of our pasts, so that we might know one another better for it. It is good to know where that fair maiden has come from, and indeed it was good to tell her of myself and of my brother.
It seemed to me that, though we had connected with one another excellently until then, things were even better and easier and closer once we had told of ourselves. It made me bold, that feeling did, as did the beauty of the twilight, and the kindness of the moon goddess. My moon goddess.
I spoke to her of courting, and once I had ascertained that she planned to at some time in her life I asked her to court me. SHe accepted. I could not be happier.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 8:17 am
Shrilal
We were drawn to the fruitlands, to a pair of saplings. They were tiny when we arrived, barely beginning to wind together. I was stunned, I could not think or speak. Saplings, to become a tree, to bear fruits, to fall, to become foals; our children. I did not linger in wonder too long; I must provide for my lady so that she may provide for the tree. Now, as the saplings wind closer and grow taller I go hither and thither searching for food to put in the basket I received from the two legs. They offer me food as well, but I take little of it; they have foals of their own to feed and our world is plentiful enough that, for the present, I an provide for Chandara myself.
Soon though I shall rely more heavily on them in order to bring more food, and more quickly. There are six buds on our tree now, and each of them will sap my lady’s strength heavily. For as long as I may, I shall rely only upon myself, but in the end I know I must accept help. I will not risk harming my family, even if that means I must take more than I feel comfortable with from the two legs. I shall not fail them.
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Posted: Sat Feb 14, 2009 8:19 am
New Beginnings
Today, the fruits hatched. Six sons; six wonderful sons. They are all doing splendidly, though both they and their mother are very weak at present. I waited until they were all sleeping to set off in search of food for my family, even then I could scarce tear myself away. Six sons, and a wonderful mate. I am tempted to name one of them Vincent after my dear feathered brother, but I do not know if I shall or not as yet.
Soon enough the foals will be strong enough to leave their tree and explore the world with their mother and myself. Oh, the sights we shall show them, and the things we shall teach them! Ever since meeting Damon and Calliope I knew I wanted to be a father, but now... I cannot describe it; it is too wonderful for words. Chandara, myself, six sons. I wish Vince was here to see me, to know all of them but one day I am sure we shall find him again. Even if I do not find him, even if I never see him again in life however, I know that I shall be happy. I have a family again.
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