.:The Time...:.

If you want, listen to this while reading: [link] It makes the feeling stronger and deeper.
A soundtrack from Spirit :')

It had rained that night. That night when Pride had been born. It had been 24 years since the mare was born. In that corner of the pasture where her mother always stood. And now, where Pride always stood.

She had never been a lively foal. She liked to calmly stand beside her mother and curiously watch the other foals run around in the pasture with their mothers. As she grew older, so did her mother, and the stables were changing more for each year passing. But their corner, under the big maple tree, was and would always stay the same.

Pride kept growing, and she would still not change. She would always be that calm horse who, instead of running wildly like other yearlings, would stay beside her mother.

But there is no forever. Those days together would also change, just like their surroundings. Autumn would become winter. Winter would become spring. And as the cherry blossoms' pink flowers fell, spring became summer. And as the time changed, so did Pride's and her mother's days together. When her mother passed away, Pride had been 5 years old. She still wouldn't move away from her side, and even when she was now alone under the maple tree, it was as though she was still standing there beside her mother.

Time passed. Years flew by. New horses, new stables, new people. But Pride stayed the same. It was as though the time under the maple tree had frozen. She was aging on the outside, but on the inside she was still that young filly, standing beside her mother while she was grazing in the cool shadow.

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That night, it had been beautiful. The stars were clearer than ever, and the night sky had been painted in a beautiful, deep, dark blue color. As the pink line from the morning sun forced its way up the horizon and eliminated the blue night sky, Pride was laying under the same maple tree, in the same corner, in the same pasture. Once again, she was laying beside her mother...

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G-guys.. I didn't wanna do it.. she was my first horse, I've had her for over two years (starting from my old account)!
I totally didn't use her enough ;__; but that's my own fault,
the time had come after all.. oh well.. *sigh*

Other than that, I can't belieeeeve I didn't need to use a ref
for that pose! *pointing intensive* my first time actually drawing a dead horse.. the only thing that almost killed me was
her ear! D:< I wanted to make it sort of limp, since it's lifeless.
But it still looks.. alive D: aw well.. just don't think about it, mkaay? :3 kaythanksbye.

Anyways, a comment and/or fav is veeeery appreciated
Thanks guys!

Wonders Pride: [link] and [link] (if you read the story to this picture, you'll understand where she's standing on the other pics )

Art and character (C) Me