"I'm so sorry...."

Sixx walked home sadly, wishing with all he had he could have done things differently. He should have been walking home with his new son, Knife, but it wasn't meant to be. If only they had waited for the storm to pass to begin the journey home. If only he could have kept a closer eye on the colt... Sixx lowered his head and stopped, feeling his heart break and wondered if this was how Coffin had felt when Ash had disappeared. Tears began to fill the stallion's eyes as he debated on going home tonight.

'I'm so sorry I couldn't have seen this coming. I'm sorry I lost you. I'm sorry you'll never meet your siblings. I'm so, so sorry...' He whispers, settling down for the night, thoughts of his son filling his mind as Sixx prayed Knife was safe.

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I wanted to do an image showing how Sixx had felt when he lost his son, Knife, during the storm that separated the colt form his sire. I thought these lines fit the feeling perfectly. C: I'm quite fond of this simple little image, actually. ^^

Lineart (c) LineArtForFree on DA

Background (c) Serpentine

Knife (c) Twilly

Sixx (c) Desie97 (MYSELF)