[Pippin]

All Moon knew was pain, stretching forever behind and before her. She felt frozen in time, and separate from time. There was no light and no darkness. All that was present was the pain, a constant agony. Then she didn't even have the pain. Slowly thought started to return to Moon, a trickle at first and then a flood. Pain again returned but this time it wasn't physical. Mental images of violence and abuse and blood and death filled her mind and Moon stumbled and fell under the crushing weight.

It was as she crashed into the ground that she realized there was a ground. Slowly Moon blinked and looked around as a landscape came into focus. It seemed a world frozen at all times, permanently dusk or maybe dawn. Permanently full bloom summer, or was it the dead of winter? Trying to make sense of the place cause Moons head to spin. She pulled away from the urge to scream and thrash on the ground, instead climbing to stand trembling hooves. Memory still assaulted her but she pushed them away until only one thought remained, circling like a vulture around and around. 'Am I dead?' Then the question morphed to 'Why am I dead?' Unbidden an image of her current, no past, mate came to her, standing over a small broken body at his bloody hooves. She shivered and pushed the image away.

'What now?' She wondered silver eyes again tracking over the impossible landscape. When no ideas came directly to mind she just started to walk forward. Equal parts horror and fascination griped her as she walked. After a while she realized her hoof beats made no sound on the strange ground. Nor did she any other signs of life, no not life, movement. She opened a dark black maw wondering as she did if her voice would even make sound in this strange place. 

"Hello?" She asked, her voice just falling flat in the still air, unlike in the living world where it would echo away. It was disconcerting and Moon shook her head. Why was she hear? Why even after her death did she feel and understand? Where was the dark nothing she so longed for? Didn't she finely diverse peace here at the end? She felt hot tears fill up in her eyes and start to track down her face and had to stop walking and gasp from breath. Why wasn't anything ever easy for her?      

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[➳ T e c h n o ➳]

Now I don't even know you
And that's the best part of it, and I know you're the only thing I see in colour

Endless were the days, and nights with no need for sleep. The dragged on, and they dragged him by his heels until they were raw. Cadence was not the helpless victim to time, he fought back. The Roan Lord was never without something gnawing at his time. A task to carry out for Utopia, an uncertain soul requesting his presence. Wild Equines had proven to be a very demanding entity, and for the first time in his existence he did not regret the choice he made. He did not regret deciding to stand beside Rasa. Eternity marched onward, and still it dragged him onward. Bound by invisible chains, they dragged him toward a figurative ever-burning pit that promised pain far beyond the suffering he could create for himself.

Cadence felt the familiar pull of the Afterlife prompting him to life. He assumed it was the Afterlife. Cadence didn't know why he was stirred to visit Asphodel, but that feeling never failed to turn up a wayward soul. Cadence sank through the threshold of Utopia until he was plummeting toward Asphodel. He corrected himself long before he would be seen, and the thrill of life was left lingering at the edges of his soul. He heard the wayward voice call out for him. The familiar, drab landscape of Asphodel unfurled before him like a dingy map. He spent more time here now than when he was a resident here. 

The vagrant appeared before him, dressed in robes of elegant slate. They sported unusual markings, unlike any he had ever seen before. Cadence noted their star-decorated onyx markings in the forms of stockings, brindles, and mask. Upon their cheek was a crescent moon. Their mane and tail were suspiciously bright, as if they were bathed in the moonlight. Cadence approached them with his wings tucked neatly at his side, his auds piqued forward as he approached. He utilized his ability to read body language that he had learned early on to sense their unease. He tried to ease their worries with his presence. "Hello. I'm Cadence, Lord of Utopia. You called for me?" He asked, his tones were warm as he responded. 

"Speech"

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[Pippin]

She had stopped walking again, the weight on her heart feeling as if it would drag her down making it impossible to move. To even think. Slowly she blinked silver eyes and tossed her head from side to side. She wanted to yell and scram and also just lay down and enter silence forever. The never changing landscape, stuck in dim light that could be dawn or dusk made her sick and she closed her eyes to the scene, trying to block it out as much as the memories still assaulting her. Then suddenly there was something. Someone? Standing before her, then a gentle warm male voice filled the silence around her. "Hello. I'm Cadence, Lord of Utopia. You called for me?" 

Her silver eyes snapped open and locked on the being before her. Confusion made her slow to respond. Her gaze snagged on wings, folded tight on the stallions back. After a moment she dragged her eyes away from the wings and found his face. Nothing about his prescience seemed threatening to her, but she had been a bad judge of others all her life. Slowly his words started to make since to her, but not the meaning. Lord of Utopia? Had she called for him? She didn't think so. She shivered and shook her head in confusion and in fear. 

"I don't really know." She said at last, her words still sounding dead and lifeless to her ears. She kept her gaze locked on him, finding the sight of him more calming than the odd never changing dull landscape. "I'm confused about where I am, or even why I am here." Again a flash of dark stallion hidden in shadow, hooves bloody and her broken body at his feet blinded her for a moment. She gasped in pain and looked to Cadence with desperate eyes. "What happened to me?"            

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[➳ T e c h n o ➳]

Now I don't even know you
And that's the best part of it, and I know you're the only thing I see in colour

The peculiar coloured mare was uncertain. She didn't have to express the fact out loud, because it was written in every inch of her features. Every shadow that fell from the ridges of her frame promised to hide more doubt. Slow words fell from darkened lips, and his auds twitched in response to the plummeting sounds. His nightscape companion confirmed his initial presumption of her uncertainty. Her voice was like an unsteady wind, it wavered as she spoke. Cadence could sense her discomfort, but it was her fear that jarred him. It was so abrupt, like a flash of lightning on an otherwise placid day. 

The confusion was common in nearly all souls who arrived in Asphodel. It was always the ones who spent no time in the mists that were the most jarred by this. Cadence assumed this, but had no proof. He tried to influence her to feel more at peace in his presence. Whether his gift was accepted or not was up to her. She suddenly demanded to know what happened to her. Cadence refrained from allowing his frown of concern surface. He needed to be a neutral, level-headed appearing creature or she might never calm herself long enough to hear the truth. "You're in Asphodel. I don't know what happened to you, but perhaps that's something we can solve together. If you're here in Asphodel, that means that you are dead."

Cadence paused, the silence stretched on longer than usual. It was the kind of silence that followed heavy news. He appeared patient; thoughtful. The roan Lord wanted to allow her time to digest what he was saying. "Do you remember anything about your life? Your name? Where you lived perhaps?" He cautiously prompted her with the hope that his nightscape companion could recall something. It was clear that the Roan Lord should wait to explain what it meant to join the Afterlife. He suspected he might need time to accept that she had died, and that life after death existed.

"Speech"

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[Pippin]

"You're in Asphodel. I don't know what happened to you, but perhaps that's something we can solve together. If you're here in Asphodel, that means that you are dead." His words seemed to clang into empty space in her head. She head them. And hadn't her thoughts been circling around that very idea since she had opened her eyes an this strange place? Even still they made little since to her. Dead? Again a flash of blinding memory, a broken body, bloodied hooves in her line of sight, a shadow looming over her. She closed her silver eyes and shivered trying to push the image away, she didn't want to see. The silence between the two stretched on and when she felt like it was almost to much to bare up under the stallion spoke again. She opened her eyes once more as his soothing voice filled the space between them.

"Do you remember anything about your life? Your name? Where you lived perhaps?" She opened her dark ebony maw to answer the question. Of course she knew who she was. But no words came out and she closed her maw in confusion. She knew her name. Didn't she? Panic again tore at her. Waves of peace and calm seemed to emanate from Cadence and she clung to that, willing the panic to flow away. Willing her pain to end. When calm seemed to lay claim on her heart once more she closed her eyes and willed the answers to come to her. She again opened silver eyes and finely spoke. "My name is Moon." The words fell heavy from her and she felt exhausted, suddenly unable to remain standing she sank to the ground, legs folding beneath her. 

She looked up at the roan stallion standing above her and mentally clung to the calm that seemed to flow around him. "I don't.." She started but her voice failed her and she took a gasping breath and tried again. "I don't remember anything else." It was a lie, but she couldn't bring herself to say anything more, again shoving the all consuming memory of bloody hooves and looming shadows away. She shivered and fought the urge to lay her head down on the ground and drift away, instead keeping her silver eyes locked onto the lord before her.           

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[➳ T e c h n o ➳]

Now I don't even know you
And that's the best part of it, and I know you're the only thing I see in colour

The mare seemed shaken by his admission that she was dead. For a great while she was quiet, and appeared as though someone had kicked her in the gut. He waited for her to process the information. It was the hardest part of this encounter for Cadence. He just had to stand their and wait. It twas the ones that were ecstatic to learn they had died and joined the Afterlife. He had been confused, his death was not all that far behind him. The roan Lord noticed the shift in her demeanor as his calm seemed to take hold of her. It took hold enough for her to pull together her name for him. Moon. The name was fitting considering her appearance. "I will remember your name, Moon." He responded. It wasn't as if he could greet her with a grand welcome of sorts. This wasn't a happy occasion.

More silence was quick to follow her introduction. Again, he waited for her to formulate a response. He refrained from wincing when she gasped out a collection of fragmented words, and then told him she didn't remember. Cadence wasn't sure if he trusted those words yet, although it was possible. Perhaps the stress of trying to remember was too much, or perhaps whatever happened to her was too horrible. He was quiet for a few moments, he was trying to decide how to move forward. Cadence hadn't ever judged someone who didn't remember their life before. "That's okay. If you can't, or its too hard to remember. I know that all of this is new, and overwhelming. Alarming even, but it's okay. You're safe with me." He attempted to reassure her. He didn't want his afterlife powers alone to try and help her calm down.

"Do you know much about the Afterlife, Moon?" He asked her. Maybe a change in topic would help him assess what she wanted. It was possible too that she simply needed time. That was something the Afterlife had an abundance of.


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[Pippin]

"I will remember your name, Moon." His words where kind, his manner calming and slowly Moon felt a settling in her heart. Not quite peace but a quite, and she was able to freely think a little more. With this quite she found the will to pull herself back on to white hooves and even look away from the stallion before her and take in the odd landscape before her. The impossible view seemed less intimidating now that she understand a little about where she was. But she quickly brought her silver eyes back to  Cadence, finding the never changing view still too much to bare. He was speaking again, more kindness reaching out to embrace her. "That's okay. If you can't, or its too hard to remember. I know that all of this is new, and overwhelming. Alarming even, but it's okay. You're safe with me." Kindness. She knew kindness was something that her life has lacked and she clung to that and felt that maybe she could tell this being before her what she remembered. Maybe. The image and bloody hooves still hurt so much. 

"Do you know much about the Afterlife, Moon?" He was asking and Moon had the feeling that he was trying to divert her thoughts. She gladly let him turn the conversation away from her recent death, though she knew deep down they would have to talk about it at some point. She shook her head, silvery white tassels moving with the gesture. "I had though there was no such thing." She admitted. Well hoped was more the truth. Her life had been so hard, from the very first memory she had things has always been hard for her, she always ended up trying to appease the wrong short and she never learned. "Life," She tried to speak but her voice faltered. She took in a deep raged breath and tired again. "Life was always hard for me, I had hope for nothing but sweat darkness at the end." The admonition felt almost good to say, and maybe she felt brave enough to say just a little bit more.

"They hurt me." She whispered the words, finding it too hard to say them any louder. Tears filled her eyes and she looked away. Again the shadowed memory of the figure standing over with hooves bloody came to her mind. It was her blood, her broken body on the ground at before him. "He killed me." Again her voice was a whisper. "I did everything right, everything he wanted me too. Everything to please him and he still killed me." Her body shook with the words, the terror and panic filling her to overflow. "Why did he kill me?" Her voice was now hardly above a rasp now but in the strange quite landscape it sounded to her ears like she was yelling.                     

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[➳ T e c h n o ➳]

Now I don't even know you
And that's the best part of it, and I know you're the only thing I see in colour

She was still so uneasy, but he sensed a small quiet take hold. Cadence hoped the quiet would last long enough for him to decipher the cause of her death so that he could assist her in judgment. The roan lord remained quiet, and noted that she seemed to cling to the change in topic. She hadn't believed that an afterlife was real until now. Cadence offered her a small smile, he had believed the same thing. "I didn't know it was real until I joined Asphodel either. Now I'm the Lord of Utopia. Funny how things work out sometimes isn't it?" He responded to her, hoping she would feel more comfortable knowing they shared some experience.

She began to speak once more, but here motions came like a train. He sensed the shift, and watched as her train of emotions wrecked her. Her body began to shake as she recounted the horrors of her life. Cadence was only able to catch a glimpse of what she had endured, and his heart broke for her. He wanted to comfort her when she began to question why she hadn't been enough, but he did not know how. Cadence was a stranger, and he hardly thought she would welcome an embrace from him after all she had experienced. Cadence was quiet, and continued to press a calm upon her. He did not want to remove her feeling completely, but he wanted to calm her enough to speak.

He was quiet for a few moments, just in case she was not done. Cadence waited until it seemed that her flow of history ceased from passing her lips. His features were somber as he peered at her. It was not pity she would see on his face, but compassion. A fire began to roar in his belly as he processed what she told him. "Moon. You are enough. No amount of 'correct' behavior would have saved you from someone like that. It was never up to you, it was never about you, it was about controlling you." He was making broad strokes of assumptions, but he would accept responsibility for these assumptions when the time came.

Quiet crept upon them once again. "I am sorry that you had that experience, Moon. I want to put you at ease, comfort you but I do not know how." He spoke once more, his tones were a little softer this time, and his position became more like that of a statue. He as immovable. He did not want to frighten her. "Most of all, I want to protect you from further harm. I would like to be your friend if you'll have me. I know that all of this is overwhelming, but it is my duty as an Afterlife leader to ask this of you... Would you prefer to stay here in Ashodel, join me in Utopia, or would you like for me to summon a leader of the Underworld so you can join them? Joining Utopia requires the completion of a task, it will not be easy, nor will it be arduous. I am in your corner for as long as you need or want me." Cadence hated that this encounter had to be about business. He wished he could just take her to Utopia so that she could heal.


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[Pippin]

She took a deep steadying breath and let his words and the odd calm that he held sooth her. Pushing to block out the bloody images that wanted to pull her down. She didn't want to feel right now, couldn't let herself feel. Too feel right now would be lose herself completely to the pain and grief, too lose her since of self and purpose. But wait. If she was dead did she still even have a purpose? What was the point of being if she held no more life? This thought too strove to pull her under and send her into a panic so she pushed that aside also. It was safer to not feel, not think. Cadence was speaking again and at first in her new found numbness she didn't understand what he was saying. What had they been talking about? He had been saying something about not knowing Asphodel or the afterlife was a real place before he came here like her. Now he was some kind of lord? A leader of the afterlife? But he was saying more.

In her haze she caught that he wanted to help her, to comfort her but he didn't know how he could help. She shook her head to try and clear the fog from her mind but before things fully cleared again he was speaking. This time his words made a little more since to her. She had a choice to make.

She could stay here in Asphodel. She looked around at the odd frozen landscape and shivered in fear. No, this was not the place for her. No amount of time would ever make this place feel like a home. She could join Utopia. Moon didn't know much about the afterlife but she supposed someplace named Utopia, which meant perfect, would be full of light and good. Did she deserve good? She didn't know. She could then join the Underworld. Again just guessing, the Underworld was most likely all that Utopia was not. Did she belong there? Someone who failed in life? Someone who failed her masters. She thought that maybe that was the place for her. But then the others words the stallion had spoken became clear in her mind. "Moon. You are enough. No amount of 'correct' behavior would have saved you from someone like that. It was never up to you, it was never about you, it was about controlling you."

She slowly blinked at the stallion before her. Silver eyes that used to glow bright where now dull and numb. "I don't know if you are right. I," She paused and took in a long breath. "I want to believe you. But I don't know if I can." Her soul felt too shattered to make anything out of what he was saying, probably the first kind words she had eave heard in her life. A cold laugh erupted from her maw at that thought. The first kind words of her life and she was dead. The laugh kept going and going, it held no joy or mirth. No this laugh was on the verge of crazy and by the time she finely was able to cut the laugh off tears where streaming down her face and she shook with the force of her emotions.  

Taking deep breaths and trying to pull herself back into that comforting numb she had discovered Moon took a blind jump into the unknown and made probably the first decision for herself she had ever made. "What do I need to do to join Utopia?" Compared to the wild emotions she had been feeling before her voice was now void of everything. Pain and fear and sadness held back. But with them was also her joy and happiness and light. It was better than the screaming in her head.     

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[➳ T e c h n o ➳]

Now I don't even know you
And that's the best part of it, and I know you're the only thing I see in colour

Moon was quiet for awhile, and he did not intrude on her silence. He let her process what she needed to process. He was patient, and waited for her to gather her thoughts, her words, anything she was prepared to give him. The Roan Lord did not stare at her, but past her. When she showed movement, that indicated she was not consumed by her thoughts and her pain. Her pain that she shared with him, and that she thrust upon him. Cadence listened when she spoke. She told him she was uncertain about if he was right or not, and that she wanted to trust him but she didn't know if she could. Cadence remained quiet, and listened to he mirthless laughter as it filled the empty space of Asphodel.

This encounter was much more harrowing than any he had experienced before. Even the children did not make his heart ache, and his very soul writhe with agony to be in their presence. Though he knew that her words were not of the personal nature, they still stung. Stung for reasons he was not sure of. Cadence remained quiet, because he was not sure what he could say that would help her understand he truly wanted for her to thrive in a way that life had not allowed for her. Deep down, he knew he could not make her believe anything. She asked next what it would take for her to get into Utopia. Cadence peered at her with an imperceptible emotion on his face. It was neutral, and he carefully hid the pain he felt from listening to her story, and from the words she gave him.

"I hope that someday you can believe me. I have nothing to gain from lying to you." He noted, but he did not press the issue. Cadence wanted to move on, and if she wanted to revisit this later they could. It did not seem that it was the right time. "To get into Utopia, you must speak with someone who is in a similar situation that you were in before you died. You must share your story in hopes that you can help them in a way that others in the world failed to help you. Show them the kindness the world did not show you, share with them what you would have wanted to hear from someone that you think could have saved you from him." Cadence answered her, the task would be a painful one, but it would bring with it an immense amount of good. "Then when you return, call out to me and I will take you home. Then I, and all of Utopia can show you the kindness that you deserved that the world did not show to you." He spoke once again, his tones were still warm but had become a bit more serious. 

He knew that this would possibly be the most difficult thing she would face. Cadence hated that he was the one to ask this of her. "You can take all the time you need."



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[Pippin]

"I hope that someday you can believe me. I have nothing to gain from lying to you." Moon slowly bowed her head to his words, eyes closing briefly. Maybe one day she would come to believe his words, and possibly even trust him. She felt that maybe she could learn to, he after all had been kind to her, and his presence still calmed her. "Maybe one day, Cadence." She said and even managed the ghost of a smile. She found it easy do to that from her place of safe numbness. Though the careful shell she was trying to build around her heart shook and cracked as she heard his next words. The task she must undertake to be able to claim her spot in Utopia. "To get into Utopia, you must speak with someone who is in a similar situation that you were in before you died. You must share your story in hopes that you can help them in a way that others in the world failed to help you. Show them the kindness the world did not show you, share with them what you would have wanted to hear from someone that you think could have saved you from him." With each word she felt the darkness start to pull her under once more. Each word ringing like a never ending bell in her head. Each word a hammer crashing down. How could she ever do what he asked? 

Her body shook with the force of the words and she scrambled to regain her shield, her block, her numbness. He was still speaking, though now the words made little sense though she tried to grasp them. Despair welled up underneath her, a black chasm with no bottom. A never ending fall though darkness. She caught one word that he had said. Home. I will take you home. No where had ever been a home for Moon, just one cage after another. But he promised her a home here, a floor to her fall. Slowly Moon manged to pull her floundering thoughts back. Place the pain and hurt and fear back in the box. She had no idea how she would complete this task. So many unknowns veiled it, the first being to find a soul has damaged and hurt as she, the last being able to over come her own pain to tell her story and help this unknown soul. But for the promise for home Moon would try. She would try. 

"You can take all the time you need." This last part at least took some of the stress away from Moon. She was sure this task would take her a while to complete and the fact that she had no deadline was a comfort. With an effort Moon looked at Cadence, meeting and locking her gaze with him. She let him see her fully, the well of pain and uncertainty deep in her heart. "I will do this task." She said at last, the words feeling heavy to her. She dropped her gaze and at last let her eyes roam over the never changing landscape of this place called Asphodel. "Though I do not know how to begin." She had no clue how to reenter the land of the living. Would a living soul even be able to see her? Hear her? She fought to keep herself claim, to not let the panic take hold. Cadence would surely be able to at least point her in the right direction.                  

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[➳ T e c h n o ➳]

Now I don't even know you
And that's the best part of it, and I know you're the only thing I see in colour

Moon acknowledged that maybe someday she would trust his honesty. Trust him. The Roan Lord nodded to her, but he said nothing else. The silence that expanded between them was a long one. He watched as she processed the task he had given her. It was one that would prove to be difficult for her, but if she completed it then it would prove that she was a soul that Utopia wanted. Not all duties came easy, just as not all of them would be arduous. Cadence did his best to find a task that was challenging but not crippling, and one that would provide the most help to a mortal. He knew that the mortals of Wild Equines truly needed someone in their court while all the chaos was going on.

He watched her shudder at the thought of this task, and did not change his expression in response. Cadence truly felt for her, but he could do nothing for her. He was once again the mountain, immovable by the current of events. When she began to speak, it was heavy. The words fell as if covered in molasses. They flowed slowly from her dark lips. There was determination and pain in her eyes, she did not hide it this time. Cadence made sure he did not break her gaze, it was a silent comment that he was listening. She swept her gaze across the barren lands of Asphodel and admitted she did not know how to start. It was his turn to remain quiet for a few moments. It wasn't as if Utopia had a list of troubled equines that he could present to her. He had not single soul in mind.

Cadence thought quietly for a few moments, allowing the silence to once again permeate their conversation. "Perhaps you could start in the darker realms of Wild Equines. The Helkaer, the Dark Kingdom would be my suggestion." He offered her,  but said no more. He was not going to tell her how to complete her task, but he would help her as much as she wanted him to. He would not have that conversation for her though. "I can help you find someone, but I cannot have this conversation with them for you." He spoke once more, before the silence would fall upon them again.




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[Pippin]

With her mind made up on what her path forward was to be Moon felt a little more sure footed, the world seemed to spin around her less. The pain was still great and she knew that the numbness she had been discovering would not help her in this task. To share her story and help another heal she could not be numb to her own pain. But for now she locked the darkness away, she would deal with that if, no when, she found someone. She listened as Cadence spoke once more. "Perhaps you could start in the darker realms of Wild Equines. The Helkaer, the Dark Kingdom would be my suggestion." She nodded her head, yes that seemed as good a place as any, but the stallion was not done speaking. "I can help you find someone, but I cannot have this conversation with them for you." That surprised Moon. She had not be expecting any help at all. She thought about it for a time and then slowly shook her head.

"No Cadence, I think I need to do even that alone." She had accepted his task and in her mind unless she was able to complete it fully solo she would not be worthy. Maybe it was wrong to think as such, he after was offering to help, even a little, but she was determined to prove she could do things by herself. Without the help of a male, or needing to learn on one at all. With her mind clear for the first time since she had awoken to this never changing world Moons mind felt clear. She had a goal and the will power to get it done. Moon turned away from the stallion, fully looking away from him from his for the first time since she had met him. She took a few steps away before pausing and looking back at him sheepishly. "Could you at least point me in the direction back to the mortal world?" She asked, realizing that she didn't even know how to get back there to start her task.        

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