09-02-2016, 02:01 PM
The mist around her is unfamiliar, but Raene is unconcerned. Perhaps this is a dream. Whatever it is, what matters is that she is unharmed and healthy, even if she appears to have been stripped off the rainbow of colors she had once possessed.
She had been in the Meadow when she'd fallen asleep, and so it is to the Meadow she returns. Each step is measured and careful, and the black and white mare looks about curiously as she moves. The heavy feathering on her thick black legs is soon soaked by early morning dew. By the time she reaches the Meadow, the sun has begun to rise and to melt the thin layer of frost on the grass.
"Hello?" she calls out curiously, wondering if there is anyone around to hear her. "Is anyone there?"
She had been in the Meadow when she'd fallen asleep, and so it is to the Meadow she returns. Each step is measured and careful, and the black and white mare looks about curiously as she moves. The heavy feathering on her thick black legs is soon soaked by early morning dew. By the time she reaches the Meadow, the sun has begun to rise and to melt the thin layer of frost on the grass.
"Hello?" she calls out curiously, wondering if there is anyone around to hear her. "Is anyone there?"