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Write in your Prompt:: "Sorry!” The word slipped out of the mare's mouth automatically, reacting to the gods’ tone than their actual words. Her eyes squeezed shut, knowing the answer, her answer, to the Deathlord’s question would betray her piteous upbringing from the only family she knew.
“My..I serve no god.” The words spoken with cadence of a question, as the filly reluctant to admit the truth. She wanted to believe, she wanted the faith that carried her family through it. The want to believe what was got her here and to open her eyes, gazing upon the head of dark- the one her family feared the most and yet, red star light of their horn kindled an awe.
Write in your Prompt:: "Sorry!” The word slipped out of the mare's mouth automatically, reacting to the gods’ tone than their actual words. Her eyes squeezed shut, knowing the answer, her answer, to the Deathlord’s question would betray her piteous upbringing from the only family she knew.
“My..I serve no god.” The words spoken with cadence of a question, as the filly reluctant to admit the truth. She wanted to believe, she wanted the faith that carried her family through it. The want to believe what was got her here and to open her eyes, gazing upon the head of dark- the one her family feared the most and yet, red star light of their horn kindled an awe.
