As you may know, I killed Lucius, and as you also may know, I made him have pet horses, winged horses. Now what ever became of them? The more and more I thought about this, the less and less Hp like it seemed. Here is the result...
And the Faithful Will Wait
by PikaCheeka
The snow fell slowly over the immense black stables
It had been eight days since the master had last appeared at the door
From within, the creatures rustled in their stalls uncomfortably
They were not hungry, they did not eat
They were not cold, they had thick fur
They were not upset, they did not know
But they were restless
They knew something was wrong
They knew that their master was not coming
They unfolded their wings and refolded them
Their breath turned hot and white with anxiety in the cold air
But still no one came
They could wait forever and ever
They were immortal beings, majestic and white
They did not need to eat to survive. Nor move, nor sleep
They were faithful to their master, loyal
They would never leave and abandon him
Never
And yet, he abandoned them
He left for war
He never returned
That could only mean one thing
Death had taken their master
And from death there is no return
But still the beings waited
They kicked the ground restlessly, watching the dust unfold
They gazed out the windows, longing for a familiar figure to appear over the horizon
Swing his sword, as if he had conquered the day
But not the enemy
Not the death that awaited him in that bloody battlefield
Then the creatures understood
They knew he would never return
They knew they were alone forever
But still they waited
They waited
And the snow still fell
And the faithful still wait