Lost and Lovedrunk
Classic Champagne Leopard Blanket Knabstrupper sport horse
Potential show jumper with great lines, and pretty to boot
Living in MemoriesDarkness.Living in Memories by TigressDesign
There was no end, no light, no hope.
He was falling, sinking, deeper and deeper into the infinite black lake of his nightmare. It didn’t matter if he fought or gave in, he had no control over the blackness and pain. Unfathomable pain. His throat should be raw from his screams, he should be exhausted and broken, but he had unlimited breath. It wouldn’t let him give in, it would let him sleep, it wouldn’t let him rest.
He was at the mercy of the blackness now.
The Oathbreaker had sunk her claws into his mind, and was never letting go. He was at her mercy for eternity. One mistake. One moment of mercy. One underestimation.
His last mistake.
The darkness plagued him with memories, memories not his own.
Screams of his loved ones were all around him. He saw them. Dead or dying and screaming. Always screaming. Always helpless. His mother. His father. His mate. His daughter. His protogé.
The darkness was split by the shriek of an owl, and the dar
Darkest Depths: Part One - DissolutionThe lake spread out before him as far as the eye could see, an endless silver and black mirror reflecting the face of their god above. Gealach was an immense presence, drowning out the light of any stars with moon’s light. The Moonwatcher seemed concerned, peering down on the travelling pair with close scrutiny, and for good reason. Berach and his apprentice, Crowe, continued their journey through the heart of Oathbreaker territory on the old stag’s quest to find his daughter.Darkest Depths: Part One - Dissolution by TigressDesign
Elspeth had not returned from the Swan Doe’s Kingdom, and the emptiness in Berach’s heart from her absence ate at him. It plagued his soul, growing ever darker, consuming his thoughts and dreams. The darkness had always been a part of him; the loss of his leg had sown the seed but Muirín had been there to shed the light of hope within him. Her love, and later the love of their adopted daughter, had opened his heart and his mind. Muirín had shown him how to accept the gifts that t
Darkest Depths: Part Two - CatharsisDarkest Depths: Part Two - CatharsisDarkest Depths: Part Two - Catharsis by meganeffingsandbox
Featuring Crowe, with Berach and Graínne
Early Autumn, Year 759 of the New Age
The Redwater, Blackwood
Days had turned into weeks, which had turned into months so quickly on the wayward pair, and before they knew it an entire year had slipped by. Time blended, and everything started to look the same.The majority of their journey had been spent in the safety of the winding labyrinth of tunnels belowground. The branches of Oakfern’s cave systems spread far beyond the natural land borders- the jutting spine of mountains that wreathed the Blackwood like a massive slumbering beast. Even though their time had been mostly spent underground, the journey had been no less arduous as it would have above… these tunnels were as old as the earth its