Solira: The Ocean: maybe yes maybe no, hard to say which way I'll go

alone I walk the winding way
it's over, no longer, I feel it growing stronger
I'll live to die another day, until I fade away
why give up, why give in...it's not enough, it never is
so I will go on until the end

- Breaking Benjamin, "until the end"

I watch eyes sharp as the beast draws nearer to me. There is no flinching as his muzzle extends towards my hide but my ears lay flat for a moment a warning that I do not take well to touchy strangers. My observation continues and it is a surprise to me that he seemed unaware of the damage suffered by the beaches until I inadvertently pointed it out. “Yes…” that is the only response I give to his first hesitant question but it has set me thinking. Perhaps he really has been gone for a long time and is struggling to reacquaint himself. Not a gutless coward hiding out somewhere safe during the burning as my suspicious mind had at first assumed. This new conclusion is proved further as he proceeds to mention one I have never even heard of let alone met as ruler.

“Ozymandias? I know not the name, but I have been here only part of a season. The current rulers are called Marshall and Saphira. They do not know me yet but the names have been spoken in my presence.” My ever present curiosity struggles to the surface and I am tempted to ask what this one might have learned about these new leaders before his time of absence. It is not my way to appear eager for information and he seems the type who may tell without prompting if I am wrong I am wrong and there will be time still to prompt.

His piercing blue gaze seeks mine and I meet it without hesitation it has never bothered me to look others straight in the eye. Considering him further I note that the depth which seems to overtake the eyes of those who have touched the power is missing from his however striking those blue eyes may be. “You have not yet touched this power, this element?” A dangerous question, one he could take as an insult but I am sure that his answer will be no and this puts me more at ease in his presence. Never mind what he might think. Relaxing slightly though not letting my guard down I settle in for a conversation with this other. Absent or no he has spent some time here, some time more than I and there is likely much that can be learn from speaking with him. Generally I leave it to others to begin introductions but since I am more or less the initiator here I suppose that would be my place. “I go by Jantz and what of you?”

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Call me JANTZ for that is my name. Watch out for my 16.2hh, dark LIVER CHESTNUT coated person for I have the potential to be deadly. Trust what I know for I have spent SEVEN long years learning it. The blood of DON, GRONINGEN, TRAKEHNER, MUSTANG, ARABIAN & FRIESIAN runs in my veins. Do not ask the names of my parents for I remember them not. Look for me in SOLIRA under the heading of SPY, know my class as ESPIONAGE within which I hold the rank of NONE and mark my element as UNLEARNED. Tie my heart strings to LOCHSME until the day I die and trace my blood down to BILLIS & RONDI. My strings are pulled by the beautiful TZARRA who should be credited with both my creation and my words.