High of the Decade

AURELIA The golden pegasus was oblivious to the approach of another being. Her opium high only escalated with every passing second. She didn't care though because she felt amazing. The mare was pretty, all tawny and cocoa with highlights of cyan here and there. Aurelia's gold coloring was intricate and complex whereas this stranger's colors were simple. The woman asks if Aurelia is alright. The thing is, the opium made Aurelia feel more than alright. She felt fluttery and serene, two things she often didn't feel. Of course, she was pregnant so the high was not the best for that, but Aurelia was too high to care. "I'm pregnant," she said calmly, trying to hold in a laugh, but failing. "I hardly know the dad. He was a greyish overo with a white mane and tail." She wasn't sure why she was describing the appearance of her one night stand to a complete stranger, but she was. "Do you know him? Aurelia figured the stranger was from Helovia, but honestly did not know why. It seemed everyone here was from Helovia. Maybe if this mare knew him, Aurelia could find the stallion and tell him about her pregnancy. Little did Aurelia know that the stranger before her had a child with the same stallion. Was Aurelia a home-wrecker? Had there ever been a home to wreck in the first place? Another laugh ricocheted up her throat and out of her lips as she took a few steps towards where the unicorn was. "I'm Aurelia." A lopsided smile formed on her velvet lips as she introduced herself. The opium had put her in a very good mood. "Who are you?" Her question was soft, spoken in cordiality. Aurelia was high, but not high enough to forget basic manners. She wasn't very intent on getting off on the wrong hoof like she had with Otem. Aurelia's life was so strange. One minute she was calm, then angry, then happy, then sad. She was a constant rollercoaster. Surprisingly, the opium might actually help regulate her emotions enough to have a civil conversation with this stranger. You know the pregnancy mood swings are bad when you need a drug as strong as opium to regulate them. à la folie; to madness

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