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Such a sorrowful time for Intensity. All alone now. Please listen to the link below.
youtu.be/FZm-krnDpds
you are the eternal thing
that comes and goes
and that furthermore
this galaxy is a function
of all other galaxies
and that vast thing that you see
far off, far off, far off
in the telescopes...
you look an look an look...
and one day you're going to wake up and say...
why that's me!
and in knowing that now you'll see
that you'll never die
-Alan Watts
Intensity watched as his friend left him. It was empty and Intensity felt like he had lost a part of him. The galaxy didn't seem so...homey anymore. He closed his eyes and felt the gravity pull on him again and his eyes slowly opened to see Cold's dead unmoving body lie in front of him at WRC.
The staff looked at Intensity hoping, praying, that he had done something.
Instead...the stallion lifted his head to the celling, and let out a long sorrowful neigh that echoed along the WRC stable yard. A long, pitiful cry, that no one had ever heard before.
The horses stood quietly as they listened to him, lowering their heads and stood quietly.
Tears escaped the stallion's eyes and rolled down his face like neon streamers. Emily covered her eyes and cried as she held onto Intensity's neck as he cried to the heavens.
He was left alone. Forgotten, his friend would no longer know him. Intensity was immortal now, which meant he couldn't help his friend travel with the stars. A part of him was gone and the stallion felt a sudden emptiness that he had never felt before.
Loneliness...