.While I thought that I was learning how to live, I have been learning how to die
who am I? why am I here? who brought me here? all I know is I found myself, suddenly alive, beside an ebony carcass. Who was she?
.my name is Faux Pas. All I know is that her name was Outrage. She was my mother, or so I am told. My sire is alive, Myriad. Asphyxiate cares for me, my surrogate dam. She found me first, that lonely filly on the border of the crest, unsure of where to go, what to do. She was insane, Outrage. But not for her whole life. She drifted, once normal, then like my grandam. What happened? She lost speech. Thats when she died. She waited for me, she wouldnt let me die. But she only waited for my entrance into the cruel world. It's not so cruel. Then there was the Mime. Outrage should have been normal, her sire was Duplicate. Why did she become her dam? Locked in a world unknown to anyone else. But they both died, she died to save me from hat she had become. She won't influence me, won't teach me, and I wont become her. Thankyou.
.for now I live in the crest, and I don't see myself leaving. I am an eagle child, and though this place hold haunting memories, it is me, and I am it. I will not hide form what used to be. Under the care of Asphyxiate I shall flourish, Take after her, take after Myriad, remember Outrage by name and nothing else. For now I remain just a filly, though not for long. I shall be what they call a mare soon. Funny, how only females have been thrown. First Mime, then Outrage, now me. But I will change what they could not. I will not falter and become inveloped in their insanity. No, I will not. I will change my stars.
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.dou you know me now? are you glad to know who I am? That is my life, full of purpose. To defy what I should become. I will not.
-Leonardo Da Vinci
Name: Faux Pas
Breed: Arabian cross
Colour: Dappled Grey
Lineage: Myriad x Outrage
Known Grandparents: Mime, Duplicate
Status: Filly
