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Jericho
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JERICHO
SOME TURN TO DUST OR TO GOLD


This was.. perhaps better than wandering the lengths of the Dawn Court, at least for now. Jericho found himself glad to be in a place where there were no eyes on him, no whispers, no other equines to look at him as he strayed past. Nothing to remind him of the life he'd once had.

Here, he only had the sea that lapped at the beach and the call of gulls overhead, even as the breezes brought relief from the summer heat. It's salty in his nose, but it's freedom, something he had clamored for for well over most of his life. Now he was... well. Lost, if anything. Wandering to and fro, lost like a little lamb separated from its herd. The only difference was he was not bleating for help.

If anything, he enjoyed the sensation of being lost, of having no compass to point the way. Perhaps his life would turn out to be something exciting, or maybe he would find a home among others back at the court. His past was his past, and it still pulled at his thoughts every so often, causing his ears to gently fall back and his horned head to turn. He had been shaped by that past, by what happened, but that wasn't going to stop him. It wasn't going to make him bend knee.

He would simply have to get along with life, wouldn't he? Even so, his head dropped, nose pushing at a small seashell that was near his hooves, and the click of the ring against such a fragile piece was audible, even as he flipped it over and revealed the glimmering opalescent sheen that lay under.


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