Fan Fiction ❯ Illusia ❯ Illusia - Her Story 14 ( Chapter 14 )

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Chapter 14

I ran and ran, the pendant pounding at my chest. I heard hoofbeats behind me. I stopped and looked around, expecting to see my guardian tearing after me. Instead, I saw a huge winged unicorn standing before me.

I tried to speak to it, but remembered I was only a doe.

Horses do not understand the deer’s language as the deer does not understand the horse’s language.

I transformed back to a human girl. Lavender smoke spewed everywhere.

I was surprised that the huge winged horse barely shifted at my transformation.

Memories flooded back to me… This was Diamondsea, my mother’s stallion! But why was he here? I still couldn’t believe it.

I looked him over, more carefully this time. He still held his magnificence, but he was no longer the proud creature he once resembled. His formerly brilliant white coat was dirty grey and thickly matted. His mane had been torn apart in chunks. His deep onyx eyes had lost their spark and were as dull as black rocks. One of his silver shoes was gone and his pearly hooves were cracked. His body was a mass of scratches and cuts, many of them open and still dripping with silver blood.

As I stared at the battered, matted, thin and dirty creature in front of me, tears began to well up in my eyes as they had all too often since the humans’ first attack. I called out to my faithful old friend.

“Diamondsea? Can it be true? Have you really come back to me?”

Just as Terran had said, my Diamondsea found me.

A soft sound, no more than a low rumble, echoed deep in the great horse’s chest, along with a gurgling sound that told me that there was blood in his lungs. I saw a spark in the now-dull eyes that told me it was indeed true. My dear Diamondsea had found his Princess again, as he had done so many times in my childhood. However, this time there was much more than an innocent game of hide-and-seek at stake. I blinked away the insistent tears, wondering if I would ever be able to see properly again.

My efforts against the sobs biting at my heart proved to be in vain as the once-white winged unicorn took a few slow steps towards me and laid his powerful horned head on my shoulder. I threw my arms around his thin, matted neck and cried like a small child. I felt the huge unicorn shudder and a large droplet fell on my cheek. Diamondsea was crying too.

Eventually, I cried myself to sleep. I can vaguely remember Diamondsea lowering his bony grey body to the ground, curling his spindly legs and cracked hooves under him. With my arms still around his neck, I drifted off to a troubled sleep. Diamondsea rested his head on my back. Again, my dreams were haunted by the same young man, still begging me to help him.

We stayed that way all night.