TheToyMaker wrote:As soon as I saw this babe, a story immediately popped into my head. I hope it's alright that I included how he became deaf! ><
Username: TheToyMaker
Show Name (optional): TTT Seaside Melody
Name: Mel
Gender: Stallion, why not xD
Colour: Bay Dun (Ee/AA/DD)
Age: 9
Height: 15hh
Halter Colour: Themed like the sea, perhaps?
Five word personality:
Before The Accident:
Confident-Weak Willed- Pressured- Immature- Uncaring
Now:
Soft-Creative-Caring-Free-Independent
How He Was Deafened(from Mel's perspective):
There we were, a small group of gangly foals huddled together against the harsh winds. Man, back then, we thought we were the bomb. Foolish foals. Thinking we could do whatever we wanted, that we were so cool and strong. Mistakes.
Anyway, one of the big colts had just broken the lock on the pasture gate. I was just as excited as the rest of them; jittering weanlings, looking for an adventure. Earlier, some of the bravest bullies had announced we were going to break out and go on an amazing journey. No one suspected a thing, much less this would be a life changing experience for me...
When we arrived, it was clear some of the foals had changed their minds. I stood with the rest of them in front of the massive concrete road before me, a bit regretful myself.
It was when the big colts announced we had to cross the busy street that sealed my fate.
Some smaller colts and frightened fillies announced they were heading back; suprisingly, the big colts didn't try to stop them. Instead they mocked them, teasing them for being wimps and cowards. This of course made me want to stay; I didn't want to be pinned as any of those. I wanted to prove to the others that I was just as strong and capable as the rest of them.
Before I could really comprehend what was happening, the first colt was crossing the road. Gangly legs and small hooves like his didn't fare well on the slippery concrete, but he crossed successfully. Soon enough, weanlings of all gender and mindsets were bunching up and leaping across, sometimes with a few scratches but otherwise alright. The big colts only pushed them on, encouraging the dangerous act without actually completing it themselves.
I soon found myself to be up next.
Closer it was much scarier. The wet pavement, waiting to snap slender bones that collided with it or send something sliding off to who knows where, was extremely intimidating. It was such a short distance, but so far....
Suddenly, the ground began to rumble. Only slightly, but enough for me to hear it. Apparently, no other foal heard it; that made sense, I always had very sensitive ears. Due to the other foals not hearing a thing, they only pushed me harder, laughing at my hesitation. Attempting to ignore the slowly growing rumbling, I leapt forward.
Oh, mistakes, mistakes. Everyone makes them, but some are much, much worse than others.
As my front hooves touched down on the pavement and immediately slipped, the rumbling turned into a blaring red siren and I realized that.
It blasted past me as I slid across the hard surface, the large vehicle blowing my then fragile body over, and I tumbled off the road and down a small incline. Right then I didn't care about the pain of falling; my head hurt so much I couldn't see straight, and my ears felt like tiny powerful explosions were repeatedly set off inside. Everything rang; everything hurt; and then, I realized again:
Everything was quiet.
I couldn't hear.
Things were screaming.
Things were ringing.
But I couldn't hear them.
For me, I had always relied so much on my sensitive hearing: this was a heavy blow.
The last realization for me that day was that crossing the road successfully wasn't important...
It was whether I would get through this or not.
How does he/she cope with his/her deafness?
Mel went through a long period of time when he was completely despondent. He didn't react to anything at all, and stayed hiding in the corner all day. The accident had dealt him a heavy blow, and his once bright eyes and shining coat began to fade to grey. The humans feared he was slipping away...
That's when he found the sea.
Soft sand cushioning his footsteps and the gentle waves at his feet, Mel walked to recovery.
The sea to him is extremely calming, comforting, beautiful. It's like a caring mother, a helpful hand to guide him, a friendly buddy to spend the day with. Even being unable to hear the waves rush back and forth or listen to the beautiful sound, Mel can somehow hear it anyway, almost through feeling. This allows him to imagine the sound, which just the thought of can make him so relaxed, he just wants to lie down and rest on the soft beach. He loves every part of it, how the warm rays of afternoon sun shine on his back, how the seaside breeze ruffles through his mane, how the salty air carries the scent and the very esscence of the ocean.
Sure, he wishes he could hear the gulls screech their arrival and the palms ruffling in the wind, but he's quite content with just the sight of beautiful blue fields of water stretching before him. He simply loves everything about it.
In the very short period of time Mel is away from his beach, he clearly becomes a bit unhappy- but it's the memory of those waves that keep him alive. It seems to be his very soul, freedom and life. He's now so much more knowledgable and cheerful; sometimes he'll even put on a funny show for the barn children, prancing around in scuba gear, just imagining their priceless laughs of joy. His life has been changed; bad mistakes have led to his freedom, scarring memories to happiness. He's changed.
There on the beach, stands a pony, one with a white and red coat. His mane and tail ruffle in the wind, ocean blue eyes washing over the water before him. He calls to the sea, a soft, rumbling melody that whispers through the salty air. He's singing to his ocean, his mentor, his guide, his friend. He may not be able to hear the response, but he wouldn't change anything for the world.
Because when Mel sings to the sea, it sings back.
I think we can all agree - TTM did an amazing job with this form. Well done <3
Please take good care of Mel!
Please take good care of Mel!
