Office

**Office** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ ** ** Papers rustled amongst the ever-present tone of a phone ringing. It wasn't always on the same desk of course, the busily working furs bustling about their duties whether it was...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Horses and Life

**Horses and Life** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ It could be so much easier. I never thought that, these days, rest would be something alludes me so. Yet my back aches and keeps me up, an inability to sleep well when all I want...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Mare Talk

**Mare Talk** _ _ _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ "How do I know that I won't break you too?" The grey mare flicked her ears back just briefly, training them back on the pile of hay before her. Her open-fronted stable, a foaling...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Open me up

**Open me up** Open me up, I am but unlocked, That life turned sour, Should be of no shock. The fruits are shrivelled, Their lies flicker loose, There's no going back: I'll tie my own noose.

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Explosive

**Explosive** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ ** ** "Can you tell me why?" The red mare paced, anxiously walking the fence line along the hard standing of the field that was home, sort of, but not quite. Not yet, at least....

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Taking on a New Life: Part Eight

**Taking on a New Life** **Part Eight** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by Kittenrose232_ _ _ _ _ The bar grew boring to Adagio, though she didn't want it to be. All she wanted was for things to go back...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Those Sundays

**Those Sundays** ** ** A welcoming shade slants far across the ruffled air of the stable block, where swallows wheel and nest no loss with earthen love, from poll to dock. I brush loose hair from around your girth, as you nuzzle and lip for...

, , , , , , , , , , , , ,

My Friends, the Stars

**Stolas Week 2022** **Space/Constellations** ** ** **My Friends, the Stars** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ _ _ Stolas took a long drag of the cigarette, playing with the portal that broke through the...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Changing Relations (part one of three)

**Changing Relations** **Part one of three** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by Adagiodajiang_ _ _ _ _ Alyssa breathed in slowly and evenly, though her eyes were wide, the very young doe-taur clutching...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Awakening of Dragons: Chapter Eleven

**The Awakening of Dragons** **Chapter Eleven** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _Commissioned by NomexGlove_ ** ** ** ** It had been strongly suggested to them that they walk down to the ranger station, the wooden...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Cockles

**Cockles** ** ** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _ _ _ _ I didn't know why he was mad at me. My father, rough around the whiskers with a coat hiding most of his black, feline fur from view, stood at the water's edge, the...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The Dying Game

**The Dying Game** _Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)_ _@arianmabe_ _Cover art by Orobas_ Autumn lingered. Great Britain crawled into December like a raindrop trickling down glass. The river was as cold as such unmoving glass, toying with...

, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,