Blue Moon
It's either a matter of divine beauty, or agony beyond repair. To the mare, the latter, to the sire, it is the world. As I stood by my one true love and mate of many years, I felt the pains of her labor and the desperation to give way to this foal. But also, I felt the encouragement of her greatest fan, the adoration of a love sick colt, siring his first child. Indeed I have had several children, but this one was from Jasmine. Never could I express more love for another than I can for her, nor can I say I would rather die than watch her suffer for any other. How I wished I could do something for her, oh how I wished it. Yet I knew, through silent communication, the one thing she wanted from me, was simply to be there. And there, I was. I guarded her with all the mastery of a stallion in his prime. I watched her with the keen eye of a king who had reigned for centuries. I loved her with all the love in my heart and more than the world contained. And as the foal breathed it's first breath of life, I burst with happiness. My eyes gleamed with tears as I looked over the colt. Then, to Jasmine and with her smile, my heart melted, like chocolate on a warm day.
I stepped over to her and daintily touched her, knowing all too well how tired she must be. I answered her with a low, gentle whicker as she began to clean the foal. The colt blinked it's eyes slowly, and I saw it's ear swivel around to catch my voice. He was like his mother. Beautiful and powerful. I stepped aside Jasmine with my head bowed. I extended my neck to reach out to the foal and realized, it was not only Jasmine that I saw in this foal, but myself. He was the spitting image of I as a newborn. I felt petite whiskers brush my own and breathed in the oh so familiar scent of Jasmine and of myself. I heard a high pitched squeal, and could resist nothing more than a smile as the colt began to rock too and fro, attempting his first steps of his life. I had thought over a name for this colt for long awaited months, only one seemed to fit him, and it was that single name, that he could call his own.
"Silhouette, for he is the shadow of the greatest empire, and the world's perfect king."
Silhouette
What is this? My nose is cold, my eyes are blury. Everything is huge! This can't be right, what is that? Is that, my mother? It is huge, but warm and comforting. I want to move closer to it, but I'm too weak. It is my mother, I know it now, her tongue is warm and I can feel the coldness washing away from me. I'm starting to dry off my short coat. I blink my eyes many times and the world comes into focus. At first I see her, and I want even more to move closer to her. Then something else catches my eye, it's even bigger than my mother! I'm afraid, but then, it reaches out to me, and curiosity boils over. I reach back to it, and long whiskers brush my face. I pull back and give a haughty sqeaul of enjoyment before I reach back again, and hear my very first words. "Silhouette" That must be me. I want to stand, I want to move closer to these two. The bigger one, must be my father.
At first attempt I lunge haphazardly to my feet and promptly topple back to the ground. I give a snort and pull my front feet from under me. I steady them on the ground in front of my and gather my hind legs underneath my tiny body. I push off with them, but go nowhere. A second try, nothing. A third, and I'm up! I take two haphazardly steps toward my father, whose nose I feel reach out and catch me gently by the chest. I am balanced. With gleaming, bright eyes, I look up at him. He looks down at me. There is something wet in his eyes, and he has a big nose. I wag my scruff of a tail behind me and teeter over to my bother. I promptly tripped over her massive body and crumple to the ground. Soft laughter I heard behind me. I try to repeat it. With newfound energy I bounded back to my feet and hopped like a bunny rabbit over top of my mother. I gave a whirl and turned back to her. I rushed her face and nudged her. I was hungry. With bright eyes I looked from her to my father and back again, wigglng my entire body with eagerness and wagging my tail, happy to be alive.