
FOREVER shall ᴡᴇ ᵇᵉ ƒяєє, --------------------
--------------------NEVER shall ᴡᴇ ᵇᵉ вяσкєη.
--------------------NEVER shall ᴡᴇ ᵇᵉ вяσкєη.
It all started with a cough, a single seemingly harmless cough. What came after will be forever burned into the memories of those who survived. A plague spread through the valley at such a rapid pace that no one knew what was happening until almost everyone was dead. First came the cough, then the crushing pressure in the lungs that was caused by fluid build-up making it nearly impossible to breathe. A terrible fever comes next, sending a horse's body temperature to lethal heights, but that's not what kills them, it's when their heart stops after working itself till it finally collapses. The sickness was horrible, killing many every day, but it seems the young adolescences and older foals were immune, only suffering a minor fever that lasted only a few hours before breaking.
The sickness had lasted for nearly a week before the humans arrived with their metal boxes and loud flying machines. By then only a handful of horses above the age of 2 years were left, but they too were dying. The young and healthy horses were told to run, run as far and fast as their legs could go so they weren't taken by the two-legged beasts. Every healthy foal and newly mature adolescent fled the valley, seeking refuge in the surrounding forests and canyons where the humans won't dare to go. After a scout was sent to check the valley for any humans, the young horses returned to their home, now empty of life and also death as the humans took the dead along with the sick to determine the cause of death. The young horses are now on their own, can they survive? Or will they parish along with their relatives? Only time will tell...
The sickness had lasted for nearly a week before the humans arrived with their metal boxes and loud flying machines. By then only a handful of horses above the age of 2 years were left, but they too were dying. The young and healthy horses were told to run, run as far and fast as their legs could go so they weren't taken by the two-legged beasts. Every healthy foal and newly mature adolescent fled the valley, seeking refuge in the surrounding forests and canyons where the humans won't dare to go. After a scout was sent to check the valley for any humans, the young horses returned to their home, now empty of life and also death as the humans took the dead along with the sick to determine the cause of death. The young horses are now on their own, can they survive? Or will they parish along with their relatives? Only time will tell...