Many and many a year ago, in a ship in the middle of a treacherous sea, the true strength of the equus was harshly tested, lives were lost, and lovers parted. It began aboard the ship, the majestic Parody....

Many of the finest equines dozed peacefully in the calmly rocking ships, their heads lowered sleepily as their minds wandered into a peaceful dream world. Suddenly the vessel jerked ruining the smooth rhythm of the swaying. Surprised whinnies filled the air, and as the cool ocean liquids crawled as smooth as oil onto the decks floor, many of the equines panicked. With the whites exposed within all of the equines eyes they lashed out desperately, even the legendary Akili struck out. Yet he aimed precisely at the lock. Only one was unfazed my madness. Brine, the ten-year old blue roan quarterhorse stallion, stood silently, his auds flickering uneasily. He could feel and smell the salty liquid, but he could not see it. The fact was, Brine was blind, rather or not this kept him from entirely panicking too is unknown.