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went to sleep & never woke up again; kohani & klara
Topic Started: May 23 2013, 07:28 PM (64 Views)
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This was the last one. The last child she would ever force her body into bearing. The last time she would sacrifice a part of herself for someone that would give her nothing in return.

How and when did her life get so off track? Kohani had never, not even her wildest dreams, imagined that she would end up used and abused, disillusioned with the dark world she'd been immersed in since birth. She was supposed to be like her dam. Always the pheonix rising from the ashes of Thane's sporadic rule, not the whimpering hussy that crawled back and gave children for apologies. Somewhere along the way she'd lost sight of that. Maybe when she so freely handed Theron to Diego. Or maybe it was the birth of Kaelyn, or the conception of this wretched creature in her womb. She'd pin it on the day that Amalthea stole away the golden colt, but all that knew anything about the pregnant pale mare knew that the decline has been getting worse for much longer than that.

If something didn't change soon, she just might throw herself off a cliff. Better to be remembered for a few moments of glory and a short period of mediocrity rather than be pitied for a long life of wasted time. And it was certain now, with the way Diego had reacted to her the last time they'd spoken, that she was never going to attain her previous position. Her feminine wiles were wasted on a stallion who had the attention of so many. What was one more delicate pretty mare when he had others to replace her? Others that threw more colts, or were less delicate? Others who could offer the exact same bloodlines that she could. What use was she then?

Annoyed with herself and her condition she marched angrily into the Quarry, seeking a familiar place to deposit the next load of worthless horseflesh into the world. Undoubtedly it would be another girl. Another one that would look just like her with none of her fire. Another one that Diego could kill for all she cared as long as he just stopped saddling her with them.

As she had three times previously, Kohani delivers her fourth child without a problem and watches in disgust as the pale filly works her way onto trembling legs. Once the thing had nursed and fallen asleep, young enough to be blissfully oblivious to her dam's hatred of her, did Kohani name her newest disappointment. "Klara. What a waste."
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