i am the fire
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
i am burning brighter
roaring like a storm
At first, she wasn't going to set one more hoof on that damn bridge. Then, the rumors started.
Everyone was talking non-stop about the mysterious island and how the ivy had wilted away to reveal a kind of utopia. She got mixed information about what exactly it looked like- something about birds singing and pearls along the shoreline. Not much more was said about the strange berries that were alive or the creatures lurking in the ocean waters.
Morrighan didn't want to bother. It was a waste of time to walk all the way across the bridge just to find some place that just sounded like someone's hallucinations. But as days passed and the talk continued, she finally brought herself to head out and see what it was all about.
When she finally arrived at the island again, her annoyance had returned. The island may have changed, but the bridge didn't. It was still just as long and unstable looking and now she really wished she had wings. Not surprisingly, there were others who had arrived already, but they were looking at something. A statue?
The mare walked over to see what all the fuss was about and it appeared to be a black statue in the form of a unicorn. A note was attached, but the message sounded like a riddle. She hated riddles.
A man asked if anyone still talked to the Gods and Morrighan did not stifle her snort. "Does anyone speak to the Gods in the first place? If so, I would love to meet them. I have many questions." She did not hide her disdain when she replied and she had one eyebrow raised while she looked between the two men. They were strangers to her and it seemed no one knew what was going on.
