[BURP] Chapter 1.The Messenger (Duva)

I walked closer towards the blue with white horse who had fallen down, and tried to see if there was anything I could do for her. She had wounds, and they were many. I had no idea how to tend for these, except for licking them clean. With a worried face, I knelt down beside her, and washed some of her facial wounds.

"Are you ok-..." I stopped mid-sentence as I felt a cold shiver go through my chest. Surprised I looked down, to find a feather have appeared around my neck, blacker than night and colder than ice. "Wha-..." I got silenced when the strange mare spoke.

"Please, you must take this to the Lord of the Lands. It is of great importance. You must go there as quick as you can. For the safety of our lands. Go, now !" She then pushed me away with her head, and the little strength she had left, and looked at me pleadingly. She was dying...

In my so far short life, I had no dealth with death yet, only rejection and loneliness, and even though I had come to deal with those two, I did not know what to feel with my current emotions. Tears sprang up in my eyes as I saw the life slipping from the mares eyes, and looked down at the feather she had made appear around my neck.

The Lord of Lands.. Strange title, never herd of this dude, or man should I say. I had herd of larger herds toward the west, where some sort of "high boss" ruled, but I had not been there myself yet. Neither was I ever taken there by my parents or the leader of my herd, since I had been too young. And so I would have to go there on my own, improvising as I would travel to some unknown region, or at least unknown to me.

I turned around, leaving the mare behind, and ran towards I had made my temporary home. I never settled somewhere for too long, but I always made sure to have a safe place, where I could hide from the elements and predators at night and where I could store the few items I possessed. Which was extremely few by the way. All I had at the moment were some ice sculptures I had made myself which stayed frozen for always, whether it was cold or not.

Some where of horses I had encountered on my journey, others were just more random abstract ones, and other were of various animals. I possessed eight in total, and I took them with me everywhere. As some sort of tokens you might say. I had them stored in a small satchel that I could bind around my chest, and so I went home to pick up my stuff and gear up.

I stopped on my way near a small stream to drink something in preparation of my journey and ate a quick bites of grass and tasty flowers to get my energy refilled. I then looked up at the sky to see where the sun was and determined from it's position the time and where North was, and thus also West.

I started a trot in what I thought was the right direction, but it was not long before I started getting out of breath. I usually did not travel this far, and definitely not at this speed, and I could feel the effects it had to push my body. Damn, maybe I should have thought this through better. After all, I had heard this Lord of the Lands was in the West, but I had no idea if he actually was there, and where in the West he was.

Come to think of it, 'The West' was a pretty big region, basically everything I had not explored yet, and he could even be south-west or north-west or anywhere! Actually, if I thought about it objectively, he could even be in the East. But I did not want the white-blue mare to die in vain ! I could not have that on my conscience. And also the cold sting on my chest of the feather was an annoyance. Maybe not so much as with others, since I possessed Ice Magic, but I still felt it. As if there more than just coldness to this thing.

I just hoped I would be able to deliver it fast. The sooner, the better..