Cantering through the forest, bitter fingers of wood scraping along your pelt, your orbs glisten at the sight of salvation ahead. Dawn is just breaking over the crystallic ocean, a bed of sand just aching for your hooves to touch upon its surface. Thorns finally reach the sable texture, and your appendages sigh with relief as softer ground undertakes you, the presence of wooden daggers now gone. Walking farther onto the beach, the gentle sound and sight of waves relaxes you, and calms you. It is nearly a paradise, though every perfection has its flaw. Perhaps you will stay long enough to find a dissatisfation in this land. But for now, you rest, and an ashen stud comes to greet you, his face bright and welcoming... he is Amber Fire. At his side of course is a beautiful bay creature, his mare and love, Darkness by the Drop.