Sealah - A Pegasus - Part 2
 By T W I   •   3rd Feb 2011   •   3,104 views   •   11 comments
For a moment Sealah was frozen in place, locked in fear as her nightmare came rushing back to her in full force. Then she scrambled up, straightening her stiff legs with a grunt of pain.

Unlike her nightmare, the storm had almost abated, leaving a relatively clear sky, the moon a pale light shining weakly through the thin clouds. It was probably just a bit past midnight. Sealah shook her head, trying to clear the cobwebs of sleep as she tried to process the situation.

A dream. It was only a dream. Was she still dreaming? She could feel her heartbeat pounding in her chest, partly from the nightmare, partly from the now. Her amber eyes, big with anxiety scanned the horizon, trying to see into the blackness.

Sealah A Pegasus - Chapter 1It was a dream though. I only dreamed Kao was gone. Yet she was alone. Tentatively, Sealah spread her wings and with a powerful flap she was up, five, ten, now twenty feet above the ground. The air was cold and clammy with moisture as it rushed past her face. She increased her speed and flew higher, searching the rolling hills for a sign of her mate. The individual blades of grass shifted back and forth, coated with frost from a chilly night. Sealah could hear them whispering to each other as the wind touched them and she shivered involuntarily. The soft beat of her wings as she cut through the foggy air was the only sound that met her pricked ears.

Sealah flew in a small circle around the place where she and Kaodran had been sleeping, peering intently through the grass. She could still see the indention where she had been sleeping, but there was none of Kao. She drew a shaky breath and steeled herself for the worst. Even so a small tear, glittering like a diamond in the moonlight, slipped down her trembling cheek, making its unheeded way down her muzzle until splashed quietly into the night. As time passed, the chilling hand of fear tightened its icy grasp on the fearful mare’s heart as she flew in ever widen circles, searching with increasing desperation for her mate.

The minutes dragged on, yet time seem to stand still for Sealah as she broadened her circle yet again, with still no sign of Kaodran. Her eyes, sharp as any hawks scanned the ground below. But there was nothing, just the night landscape, a tranquil scene, but suddenly menacing to her wide eyes.

Wait. What was that silvery gleam up ahead? She swooped a bit lower to get a better look.

And then, as though she had been struck mid-flight, Sealah’s eyes rolled back into her head as she folded her wings and plummeted to earth.
“Nooooo!” The cry startled her even she plunged, the ground rushing up to her wide eyes in a green blur. Her mind was askew as she dropped, not even comprehending that the cry was her own. Seconds later she crashed heavily, skidding painfully for a couple of feet before coming to rest, her eyes dilated and her breathing heavy.

The scene before her told the story, as plain as if it had been put to writing. A small pool of blood shimmered in the moonlight next to her muzzle. The grass was trampled and torn, with crimson droplets of blood scattered everywhere. In the midst of it lay Sealah, stunned by the impact.

The foal. Have I harmed it? That was Sealah first thought as she raised her head, dazedly trying to make sense of what had happen. Her head felt numb and heavy and she shook it, causing her vision to shift and sway. Then everything came rushing back as she saw the blood, saw the trampled grass and - no! saw a single black feather. It was from one of Kaodran’s wings.

Sucking in her breath in horror, she attempted to rise, but collapsed in a heap before struggling up again to finally gain her feet. “The blood is Kao’s. It’s his.” She whispered to herself as she stood staring at the black flight feather, neatly plucked from a magnificent wing. Her eyes stayed fastened on the object before her, not really seeing it, but afraid to look up, fearing what might lie before her. It was a soft flutter within her, a tiny kick in her womb, that finally stimulated her into action.

I will be strong for our foal that is to be born soon. I will be strong. Her stomach constricting with fear, she raised her head and looked around for a long moment before releasing a gasping pent up breath. The grass, though trampled and sprinkled with blood, contained no body.
No Walkin Farms9  
I like it. I like your writing style.
  Feb 3, 2011  •  2,004 views
BME Sports  
Woah! I love it! Good job!
  Feb 3, 2011  •  2,007 views
D: Oh no!!! KAO! Captivating writing!
  Feb 4, 2011  •  1,992 views
Unbridled Equus  
I LOVE it!!! Where did Kao go?! Poor Sealah!!
  Feb 4, 2011  •  1,997 views
  Feb 4, 2011  •  2,008 views
Wanderin Boy Memorial  
I love your writing ! I hope part 3 comes soon. I want to know what happens next
  Feb 4, 2011  •  2,001 views
Comanche Ranch  
love it! Please, keep writing these! rofl, i read the Keela ones constantly. ^^
  Feb 4, 2011  •  2,100 views
Wow, this is so good. You sure know how to catch the reader's attention. Well done!
  Feb 5, 2011  •  2,028 views
King of Wings  
wow:D i love it! you did a great job
  Feb 7, 2011  •  2,032 views
MS Horses  
Great article!
  Feb 24, 2011  •  2,006 views
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