Idle eyes regarded the mare before him as she lost herself to thought. Her scars spoke words to the trials she had endured, and Tor was soon lost in his own thoughts as his mind swiftly reminded him what the Triennial said.
Bad.. maybe deceitful.
Her history and the fate of her family would explain her general demeanor and that ominous warning. But just like that, as soon as the conversation began, it was ended as the Regent took her abrupt leave. So he was left, alone, in the Oasis where he would soak in the soothing waters until he lost track of time.
Eventually, he'd wade out of the waters and return to the brutal sands of the Court, the fine grains sticking to his moist hide as damp hoofprints were left in the wake of his trek.
Action. Thoughts. "Speech."
AND DONE. *NOW* the trophy for longest thread goes to.... /drumroll/
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