"Stand amongst the ashes of a thousand dead and tell me if honor matters."
A vast land with many different ecosystems, from lush plains to majestic mountains and magic everywhere you look, not to mention powerful gods that look over their courts and peace and harmony everywhere.... blah, blah, blah.
Just a bunch of deserts is you ask me
The portal had spit him out a few days ago and what did he find? To be put in another desert! The dappled stallion stood out like a sore thumb as he traversed the sandy dunes. Thirst clawed at his throat and the heat of the sun burned down on the darker points of his body. His hooves ached, and every step he sunk in the blasted sand, making it that much harder to walk, and having to use up his precious energy.
He stomped his foot in irritation. He had heard from travelers of a land far better than the one he was born to. He was use to everyday being a struggle just to survive, but Zarvex had hoped he would find what the travelers where talking about, a realm called Novus. After he had found a portal he had hoped to emerge in a nice cool field full of flowers and a maybe a stream as blue as the sky, not the murky water he was use to. Instead, here he was standing in another waste land as the vultures circled ahead, ready to pick his bones clean.
The stallion huffed and wondered if his death could be quick somehow. The only reason he was still alive was he found a few cacti, but his maw was sore and scabbed from the sharp spines. His shoulders sagged as he slowly lowered himself to the ground, despartly needing to rest. The birds instantly came to land but didn't come near after he loudly snorted at one. He laid his head against the hot grainy sand.
A small breeze picked up and blew gently against his overheated body. He was greatful it wasn't yet summer and humid as he new most deserts to be, so he lifted his large head slightly enjoying what little he could as he took in a long breath. He could almost hear the tinkling of water in a stream....
Zarvex lifted his head higher flicking his ears back and forth, wandering if he was hallucinating. He grunted as he heaved his body up, he
could hear water nearby. Looking in the direction it was coming from he limped up a large dune that was in his way. Slowly he reached the top and he felt like someone had blessed the sight in front of him.
An oasis sat in front of him. It was beautiful but he didn't take in the sights for long as his vision zeroed in on the water. He hurried as fast as could to the stream where a waterfall fell into a pool. He dunked his aching maw into the cool water and drank long and deep. After awhile he felt waterlogged and noticed a rather large rock nearby the could provide shade if he was laying down.
Limping over he lowered himself into the cooler sand where small sprouts of grass growing. He would eat later he just needed rest now, even though he knew he should have checked the area first for danger he was just too tired. He slowly was lulled into a shallow sleep.
Thoughts. Speech.
