Solira: The Ocean: FOR AYLA

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"

Evening has fallen and I stand upon the shore gazing unblinkingly out across the waves. The salt brine makes my nostrils tingle but I have grown used to the smell as I suspected I would and I find the ocean itself to be a comforting is mildly intimidating presence. This sea-side “paradise” is as close as I am likely to come to the marsh plains of Meyene without openly returning there, a thing I can never do so long as the blood of Bodwaine rules in Zansa. Not home, never home but the place I have chosen for now this Solira…chosen partly of my own free will and partly against that free will.

Serving well is my only concern now, maybe I will fit in and maybe I will not but either way I will serve well for I never have and never shall do otherwise. My eyes narrow to slits now partly due to being tired and partly out of deep thought. There is much on my mind, much of the present, much of the future and too much of the past. Thoughts, memories and dreams haze, blur and blend until they are indistinguishable as I start to drowse and then a sound just the slightest thing really snaps me to attention once more.

Turning I squint into the growing shadows but can pick out no movement there. It could be that my eyes are still clouded by almost-sleep or that whatever made the noise is to good at hiding to be picked out in a single glance. On guard now I call into the darkness. “Hello? Is someone there?”

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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.