“Can I take this blindfold off now?”
“No not yet. We’re almost there.” The stallion pulled on the mare’s leg hurriedly heading to their destination. His smile widened excited to show his mare friend what he found.
“Ok, but this better be worth all the trouble.”
Soon the mare found herself stopped and she felt the blindfold taken off, as she saw a rundown building in front of her. “This is your big surprise? Some old building?”
“Not just some rundown building our rundown building.”
“What do you men our?”
The stallion chuckled nervously rubbing the back of his neck. “Well you see sweetie I was out walking today and I found this place for sale and-“
“Don’t tell me you-“
“It’ll make the perfect studio and home for us. Sure it’s a little rundown, but its meets all our needs. Trust me this will be great.”
“But we can barely afford the apartment we’re in now. Did you even think how we would be able to afford this place?”
“We’ll figure something out I promise, but please just take a look at the place. Trust me you’ll change your tune once you see it on the inside.” The stallion smiled widely giving his mare friend the best puppy dog eyes he could.
“Fine.”
The stallion found himself standing before a door that belonged to a building that looked as though it should have been torn down long ago. Luckily for him he owned the building out right and the land around it, so it stayed around long after everything else surrounding it changed. Though the only thing that was going through the stallions head right now was what lies on the other side of the door. His past.
He rips the lock off the door with his magic throwing the large shutter style doors up. “You knew I couldn’t stay away. You couldn’t let me go that easily. You weren’t done with me. You’ll never be done with me.”
The stallion sat there. He stopped crying about an hour ago. They had fought again, but this time it was for the last time. She left. He tried to end it, but failed. Now he felt cold. He felt empty. He felt alone. He was alone now. He got up and packed a few necessary things. Things he wouldn’t abandon. Couldn’t abandon. He stepped outside into the cold March night and closed the door behind him.
“I’m done.”