His new home

Featuring 
Solban and slight mention of Leilani
Autumn, Year 759 of the New Age
Blackwood, Ridgeback Range
Song to go with it: www.youtube.com/watch?v=fuDGIh…

Death by even more Solban art !

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Mist was coming up in the mountains, as Solban was making his way to the highest point. He had been walking all day… well heck, he had been walking for a full moon by now. Even though he did not know where he was going, he felt like he was coming closer. He shook his head to sent the annoying flies which were buzzing around his head away, for an instant his heart stopped beating and he stopped walking, he did not hear the chain in his antlers making the rattling noise, it usually did. But then he remembered he had lost it… he sighted, and pushed himself onwards again. The sun was going down, and Solban knew he had to find a shelter for the night soon. But he had to reach the top of this damned mountain, he somehow felt like something was waiting for him there. Step by step he walked further, hoof before hoof. At some point, the path disappeared, and he had to act like a mountain goat to get up higher, but Solban did not complain, neither think about quitting. His eyes were hurt by the broad day light, his body overheated from the sun shining on it all day. He was not used to the outside world, but nothing could stop him from reaching his goal.

The sun was already set behind the horizon when Solban finally reached the top. He sighted and watched, he watched for seconds, minutes, maybe hours, because the view was breath taking. He could see all the way to the sea, all over glenmore and all over blackwood from this place. Not far away he could hear an eagle cry, and something inside of Solban simply let go. Let go of all the grief, confusion, anger, spite, abhorrence and hate inside of his little body. As he breath in and out, the explosive mixture of emotions slowly started to make place for something else. Solban sank to his knees and small drops of water did form inside of his eyes. Not the usual kind, the water his eyes produced because of the bright sun, but another kind. Something he did not truly recognize, but it felt good, as if the water swept away the dark hoof that seemed to be crushing his heart all the time. In the high grass on top of the mountain, Solban lay down and waited for his moon god to arrive. His head was light, his body felt like it did not exist anymore… and he was so tired. Slowly the last rays of sun disappeared and the darkness did set in. The rush of all his emotions was gone and made place for one new feeling: loneliness. But as the moon rose in the sky, and Solban said a prayer to Gealach, in the back of his mind, an old friend arose too. A set of deep and bright blue eyes slowly appeared, looking Solban straight into his grey eyes, from the back of his mind. For a second this feeling made him panic, but soon enough he realised this was his punishment, his burden from now on to carry. Gealach had allowed him his reclusement, but punished him with the judgement of his sister, lover, from now on. It seemed a fair price to pay.

As the moon reached the highest point in the sky, Solban stood up and stared in the distance once more. Feeling lonely and empty, he knew he had done right, coming here. Slowly he started on the long way down, knowing this emptiness, was his new home.

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A bit more background on how Solban left, and where he has been all this time. Accompanied by a pretty picture of Solban on top of the mountain, which took way too much time. But I am rather proud of how it came out. I just started to realise that I always use practicly the same pose for Sol xD I should stop doing that now!

The background was suposed to be mountains in the mist... not sure if I really got what I wanted there, but I think it looks pretty okay.

Solban (C) me