>>So, there's a whisper on the wind of a land inhabited only by mares. What a change from the natural way of life. But of course, nobody thinks mares can rule, correct? Mares are fragile, delicate, meant to live beneath the male. How dare they convict us of such a hellenistic torture? How dare they? Who do they think they are? To heir is human, to rule invincibly, divine. Forget those bastards. Forget their arrogance and beseeching pride. Damn them. Damn them all to hell! Their time has ended, the century of the female has arisen. I wonder, who will follow? Who will have the courage to believe as I do? Who will break all boundaries? Who will exceed all expectations?

>>I've heard a few rumors of this one mare, Kalulah. They say she's strong. She's determined. I hope their right. For I have a plan, this plan needs cunning, discipline, and intelligence. It must have a stronghold of followers, a disciplinary crew of the most cunning and intellectually profound beings. Starting with Kalulah. I wonder, how many this mare has within her lands. I wonder, if she's been poisoned by the opposite sex. I will take only the pure who have not been destroyed by love. Only those who will remain faithful to the plan, and the plan alone. They are not to worship me, we are to be equal, a mesmerizing legion. Why? Because I dare to be different, this legion will be no different.

>>So hear me now, now is our time. I say, join or die. With haste and agility I floated gracefully into Reine, home of the one I sought. With piercing eye and distinct purpose in my gait, I trotted into the lands midst. With my curvature held aloft and regally held, I released a brief but proposing song for Reine's Queen. Colorless socked appendages halted and were squared beneath me, with genetics on my side I knew I stood out even in the sheer beauty of the land. I wondered if it's inhabitants could propose a challenge, or if it would fall in misery and defeat. Is this a war? With I as it's leader, there can be nothing but.

>>I'm gonna make damn sure that I break them down so badly.

>>Under the veil of dusk we go on, through the silence of the red dawn we prevail. Through the agony of our darkest hour, if I held my ground would you ask me to change? Liar, it takes one to know one. I'm an addict for dramatics. I'm intrusive and arrogant. The earth is plagued with our mistakes. This drought bleeds on but we're dancing for rain. But no matter how you try, someone will make damn sure they break you down so badly, in the worst way. They'll hollow out your hungry eyes, they'll bring you too close, you'll trip over everything they say, then, all at once...you're gone, and it's too late.

>>But I won't let you get too far from me. Names, they always mean more than they appear. Kalondice: beautiful victory. It is that we will achieve. My hands are soaking in the blood of angels, all those lost halos will wash away. With broken wings those ghosts will walk, singing songs and carrying signs. To them, these streets belong. A strong figure, built such as mine. With dark eyes I followed her form, studying her movement, analyzing her every expression. She showed none, quite like myself. My star was cold, hard, and driven. My stance was rigid, but surpassed the rank of arrogance. I acknowledged her rank with a curt nod of my head, eyes never fazing. All that moved along my body was the billowing of my mane and tail from the strong, yet bitter wind that tainted the whole land.

>>She was as I had expected. Powerful in presence, determined, and without error. Friendliness was not in my mind, nor was it given in my voice. However, like she, I stated my reasons, simply. Except, unlike her, I left room for thought, for ideas. "I am Kalondice. Kalon will do." At this, I lifted my maw slightly, perhaps an arrogant gesture in the hands of others, but I doubted Kalulah would mind. Honestly, when I get around to thinking about, is it really going to matter? "My intent draws unto you, for it relates only to one who understands and accepts my motives." If she knew my motives simply by studying me, as I knew she had, she would allow me to explain further in detail.

>>I have no patience for the unintelligent. Her side, is her choice.

>>What's in a name? That which we may call a rose may smell as sweet? I am distantly aware that my blunt relation of my more common alias was thus already shared with her, but it is within my belief to say that it gives a sense of comfort and sensitivity, henceforth meaning, the relationship Kalulah and I would share should she choose to accept my proposal, would be sincerely more intimate than I share with the rest of this world. To them, I am and forever will be Kalondice. Kalondice is a strong name, a fighting name, a name for a victor. However, with a name such as Kalon, it relinquishes the hold of femininity and shows a more masculine side. Those that will hear the name of Kalon and fear it, will know it only as a name. They will not know whom owns such a name, they will not know the gender of it's benefactress. It will be a name, but a name of a divine soul.

>>I consider it to be not an adversary but an ally, to hold your greatest enemy close. Should I not have sought Kalulah, but pursued this escapade alone, she most certainly would have put a challenge against my ploy. I have no doubt within my mind. Hence, listen. I trust no one, not even myself. For even I may be plagued by the darkness of a thing called love, even I can be destroyed by the desire for power. With hazed vision and a broken intellect, I fear only the worst. I would ask of her, should I know her more clearly, that should I ever turn into such a vial creature, that she end my misery. Without hesitation, and without argument. As they say, trust no one, love nothing, and fear everything.

>>So here me out, Kalulah, this is where it all begins, and where everything else will end. I heard her, my adorned ears whisking forth to listen to her voice, intent, and all meaningful. I was intrigued, she was as well. I did not deny her her pride and therefore contented myself to not acknowledging what I knew from her ever so slight signal her interest of my intent. For I had it to. I wished for her answer, but first things first. Soft smirk crossed my face, eyes alive and dancing with a kindling flame. "Change. Too long have I listened to the rants of "kings" and the authority of stallions. Too long have I had to endure their scandalous voices and annoying sneers. I intend to put an end to their reign, it's our time now." Although it was short, my point kindled well. I watched her eyes, I studied her reactions. Indeed I expected none, my plan would not be thwarted should her answer be negative.

>>But can one without a war single-handedly? Will I see the break of day?

>>Say goodbye you fesicious, dirty scumbags, those crowns you wear so defiantly upon your worthless heads, will be ours soon. But all in good time, I say, all in good time. A plan of such impact must be dealt with carefully, it must be planned thoroughly, down to the last waning detail. Perhaps I'm an addict for dramatics, for this plan will only bring about the deepest, most annoying dramas the world has ever seen. There will be betrayal, there will be battles, there will be death. Sadly, I could care less. So long as in the end, I get everything I want, I'll manage with a few less enemies to deal with.

>>What I wouldn't give to see all the lives of those who'd destroyed me go up in flame. They made me this way, they carved me into this bloodthirsty demon. But now, I'm glad they did, or else I would never have had the strength to take on my biggest enemy: the world. It all started as everything else does, the world was just so unfair. Harder and harder I grew, one day, I lost it. They told me that I didn't know, and I said, I don't know? You don't know where I've been. You don't know what the hell I've been through. I've stared death in the face. I've lost everything I've ever cared about. So don't tell me that I don't know. Asshole.

>>So I see I am getting right where I want to be. 'Cut from the same cloth' oh how more perfect could it be. Together, we would be unstoppable, together, we would be invincible. A leering smirk played around my features and a lust for destruction and power flickered in my eyes. But how to go about this plan? Oh how I knew, my plan was flawless from the beginning. But first, the basics, first, there is a need for allies."First we must gather together the inhabitants of the Chateau Gateway and rally them as one. The more power that stands behind us, the stronger our victory, and the greater the loss of our enemies." I paused here, before beginning once again.

>>"I think it best we have an inside view into the plans of the other kingdoms. The mare, Sovereign, has already agreed to assist us. She is close with the Western King Tribune, I feel he may gain knowledge of our plans before the rest of them. She will keep an eye on him for us. Soon enough though, the word will be out of our plans, once this has happened it is necessary for us to rally together as many follower from other lands as possible. From then, the war may take its own course." I didn't entirely believe this, I felt I could control as much of the situation as possible.

>>However, the outcomes of said plans would need to be known first before my other plans could take effect. It was a cause and effect war, an impromptu battle, take it like it is, and face it with a moments notice. It's our time now.

>>Of course it's all been planned out! Who the hell do you think I am? What, was I going to throw something of this extraordinary capacity together in 5 minutes? Hardly! I've spent years plotting, scheming, and whatever the hell else I can do to comply such a brilliant and bloodthirsty plan. Needless to say, I was disappointed by Kalulah's comment. At first, I had taken the impression that she kept most to herself. Like I, now that I think about it. Nevertheless, I was almost ashamed by it, would she really make such an obvious comment? A filler comment, in truth, like she knew not what else to say. Was I making a mistake by allying her? Did I honestly believe that?

>>Let me get a little more personal here, for just a moment, bare with me. You have no idea what it took me to persuade myself to allow another into the brilliance of my epic scheme. Why? Because that would mean I had to share the glory. The fame. Oh how I loathed the idea. Sharing, what a putrid, sickening word. Believe me, by the many mares I've spoken with, casually of course, it was sad what we were going to have to rally together. Unfortunately, as my search continued, I caught wind of Kalulah. From the start, I knew not of her queenship, yet as I suddenly knew, it was almost enraging. Not only did I have to share the glory and the fame once we won, our battle would not yet be over.

>>Truthfully, I knew I would have a battle on my hands. But then again, part of this plan she would never know. That is, not until it was upon her. Then again, maybe it would not be so hard to accomplish after all. My smirk broadened. I have no doubt she would think it was due to her final answer, but indeed it was for I became suddenly aware I had gained her trust. Too quickly, too easily. She had lowered her guard under my presence. How perfect... Thoroughly pleased with my plan's process, I gave a light toss of my head, relinquishing my gaze of my ridiculously long forelock, only to bring it back down. This time with eyes darker than liquid asphalt.

>>"We start now. I prefer to work alone, so I will travel to the land of Beliy and begin there. I imagine you will want to start with Reine." Like she, it was not spoken in a question. Why should it be? Being queen, she ought to consider her land first, but then again, how should I know? After all, I am only queen in my own mind. But that's all about to change...