The Past of the Illusion I was born many moons ago, under a mass of cowering trees which even I fail to recall. I do not wish to dwell on such facts of animosity, yet perhaps you would wish to know. I shall make my past brief and short, history is behind us. I was born when Winter slinked around me, blowing its icy breath onto cumbersome trees, making long icicles grow on their viridescent skin. Her tears made the verdure scarce, for now the delictable tresses were a mere memoir. Her anger blows onto the waves. Cool and silky as they once were, they gather her anger like a sponge and portray it towards us. It hisses and crashes its booming and cumbersome noise onto the bronze streaked sand. Its frigid purple blood sprays over us, making us shiver as well. This is winter. Now I know what it is. When I was born, I looked up into the eyes. The fathomless eyes of the tall mare called my mother. She was black, black as night and darker. Her name...is what haunts me. It is a mystery, I do not know it. My father was gone, gone like one with the wind. To this day I do not know who he was. My mother raised me pathetically until I reached the adolescent age of a year, which is when she was driven insane and left me to fend for myself. I was a meager child, yet she had taught me well. I was bestowed with the name Shade, the name that ment so much. My mothers voice was calm, like the naked and still waters of the breathy lake. Her voice still lingers in my ears, she is my motivation. As I was saying, I stayed alone for months, what seemed like years for me. I was hunted, easy prey for the creatures lurking behind me. It wasn't until I was bitten until someone found me. There I was, lying on the soft ground where I had stumbled, when a light bay creature came across me. She was an angel, an angel ascending from the skies of heaven. I felt dead, was I? I did not know. Yet she took me, she took me into her harem and cared for me until I could raise myself. Silent Memories...her name. Then I heard it, The Thirteenth Dimension, equines spoke about it quietly in their passionate silence. It excited me, to hear a place that was so highly respected, so I took my chances to enter the lands, and I was granted with the permission of residing in the bold and proud Eaglecrest. Eaglecrest, to this day, is my home and love. Never shall I leave it. Stats of Shade Name Me; Shade Age Me; Eight Measure Me; 15.2 hands from the verdure Paint Me; Obsidian Glass My Descendants; Friesan Rank Me; Guard Mother; Les Miserables Associates; Myriad Heart; My eyes flutter for one Merits; Loyalty Points; Currently at 65