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Illustration done by:  heart-of-a-dragoness

Comic R18+


"Theos stood at the border to the desert his hooves clapping nervously at the rocks. He had never left his mountain home before and his stomach turned as the thirteen year old, took the first steps out into the desert. His goal was the city beyond. He'd heard so many tales of humans and he wanted so badly to get to know them. He took a deep breath and heard the sand crunch slightly beneath his hooves. It was softer than it normally would feel. An individual grain felt so rough and yet together they moved like a wave of water.

He walked through the hot desert his body hardening in the heat. Being made of pliable clay was not all it was cut out to be. To hot and he'd harden; too cold and the same thing would happen. He had always been careful not to be in extreme weather. The mountains though often went between the two due to the desert below and the snow above. A part of him already wanted to flee back to the rocks from whence he came. Yet he had a goal. To meets humans and have a partner of his own. The legends spoke of great deeds done by those with humans at their side. Now he wanted to do the same.

He rushed behind one of the many cacti; it's shade providing him with some coolness. He should have waited for night. Theos was yet again being to brash. Something he seemed to do often enough. He sighed to himself and looked out at the gently rolling sands. He sat there staring for a long time his mind blank but for watching the motions before him. It was like he was meditating with his eyes open."