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"Are you feeling a bit shaken, maybe stirred, maybe fearful, doubtful and completely, utterly, wildly terrified? Good, Keep Going"

Farsight's Thoughts
That day, the day a filly was claimed by Cascade was a day he would never forget. When a small filly, wings not fully grown walked to the ledge to the begin the ceremony. I could hear the soft intake of breath when the young thing was in view. Many were shocked, sickened, others held in their outrage, hoping some other equine was braver than themselves to speak up to stop it. I could have said something, instead I was, but a mere sheep to the flock, watching our shepherd bring a lamb to the slaughter. That was the day I gave up in believing in Cascades divine glory, she, so hungry to prey on the small and innocent. That filly she must have been sinless, so young she was. I was far behind I could not see, but surely that filly had to no idea she was being fed to the hungry wolves. How her last moments would be crashing into the waves, bones cracking on her fraile body. I felt woozy and sick, I felt as if sweat was dripping from my brow, and yet I stayed where I was and watched the horror show being.

Eve spoke the words and the wings clipped and the filly plunged into the sea, wings following suit. I couldn't believe what I had saw. I don't think anyone was ready, that's when the voice broke the silent. "Murderer" That was when the crowd went into a frenzy, riots happened and all I could do was flee the seen, worried for guards to go onto the crowd and beat down anything that resembled a riot. I didn't look back, call me a coward, but I had to go into hiding. So hid I did. I remained within my house hiding from the riots and pillaging that happened in my home. I remember equine beating at my doors begging to beat me down. I was a harrower, how could I have not seen the signs. My own kind shouted murderous things, saying I could have warned them all. I didn't know, how was I to know? I didn't know, yet they screamed blasphemy at me, and I buried myself so deep into myself I swore I'd never emerge. My only cope was to toss the cards as far away from me as I could. I would never look again. I wouldn't, I couldn't. Though one day, when hunger turned me thinner and I stayed in my house unwilling to leave, a mere peek of the sun glistened into me room and landed on a single card. The Eclipse. I stared at it for what seemed like hours. It was then in a way I understood perhaps a bit. Slowly removing myself from the corner I lived in, I gathered my cards and paint, and soon I painted a new image on my Eclipse. The image of Eve and the young filly.

Looking to the card you may wonder why there is no eclipse but a full moon instead, for you see it is bloom that is the Eclipse to the child, blocking out the light. Her path misguided, she lost her ways and thus lost a child in the process. I don't hold it against her, no it's Cascade I blame for it all. I painted the card as a fine reminder, Gods care so little for us, we are but mere pawns to their games. So I will never forgive, and I will never forget, the injustice I have seen. Tides are turning and I will no longer be a slave to the sea.

WC|| 604

Tada I felt the need for when big events happen Farsight paints a card to suit the moment a fine reminder for himself ;D

+6 AP for Farsight

Eve Queerly
Baby Filly© Cascade 8D

Description

"Are you feeling a bit shaken, maybe stirred, maybe fearful, doubtful and completely, utterly, wildly terrified? Good, Keep Going"

Farsight's Thoughts
That day, the day a filly was claimed by Cascade was a day he would never forget. When a small filly, wings not fully grown walked to the ledge to the begin the ceremony. I could hear the soft intake of breath when the young thing was in view. Many were shocked, sickened, others held in their outrage, hoping some other equine was braver than themselves to speak up to stop it. I could have said something, instead I was, but a mere sheep to the flock, watching our shepherd bring a lamb to the slaughter. That was the day I gave up in believing in Cascades divine glory, she, so hungry to prey on the small and innocent. That filly she must have been sinless, so young she was. I was far behind I could not see, but surely that filly had to no idea she was being fed to the hungry wolves. How her last moments would be crashing into the waves, bones cracking on her fraile body. I felt woozy and sick, I felt as if sweat was dripping from my brow, and yet I stayed where I was and watched the horror show being.

Eve spoke the words and the wings clipped and the filly plunged into the sea, wings following suit. I couldn't believe what I had saw. I don't think anyone was ready, that's when the voice broke the silent. "Murderer" That was when the crowd went into a frenzy, riots happened and all I could do was flee the seen, worried for guards to go onto the crowd and beat down anything that resembled a riot. I didn't look back, call me a coward, but I had to go into hiding. So hid I did. I remained within my house hiding from the riots and pillaging that happened in my home. I remember equine beating at my doors begging to beat me down. I was a harrower, how could I have not seen the signs. My own kind shouted murderous things, saying I could have warned them all. I didn't know, how was I to know? I didn't know, yet they screamed blasphemy at me, and I buried myself so deep into myself I swore I'd never emerge. My only cope was to toss the cards as far away from me as I could. I would never look again. I wouldn't, I couldn't. Though one day, when hunger turned me thinner and I stayed in my house unwilling to leave, a mere peek of the sun glistened into me room and landed on a single card. The Eclipse. I stared at it for what seemed like hours. It was then in a way I understood perhaps a bit. Slowly removing myself from the corner I lived in, I gathered my cards and paint, and soon I painted a new image on my Eclipse. The image of Eve and the young filly.

Looking to the card you may wonder why there is no eclipse but a full moon instead, for you see it is bloom that is the Eclipse to the child, blocking out the light. Her path misguided, she lost her ways and thus lost a child in the process. I don't hold it against her, no it's Cascade I blame for it all. I painted the card as a fine reminder, Gods care so little for us, we are but mere pawns to their games. So I will never forgive, and I will never forget, the injustice I have seen. Tides are turning and I will no longer be a slave to the sea.

WC|| 604

Tada I felt the need for when big events happen Farsight paints a card to suit the moment a fine reminder for himself ;D

+6 AP for Farsight

Eve Queerly
Baby Filly© Cascade 8D