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She turned and melted into the dark mouth of the cave. There was no light, and no path to follow. Those who were lucky made it through. Those who weren't fell to their death into the hidden canyons and crevices, lost forever. Some survived, but how could any survive in a world of darkness? Some stumbled, near dead, into the Tribes weeks later, following a tunnel to the outside. Some weren't that lucky. Some lay injured at the bottom of a cliff. If they were lucky, they would die instantly, if they weren't then they would suffer until starvation, dehydration, or intolerable pain took them. Even the mare feared, she who had walked these caves time and time again. She waited just inside for the stallion.
The stallion followed, his shod hooves clicking on the floor of the cave.
She continue through the cave, straining her eyes to try and see where she was going.