the things we love destroy us every time; zilpah

[Rosalinde]

She’s at a loss for what to do with herself.

The Tundra has always been her home.  Since birth, she has lived within its snowy confines, playing by herself and bothering the many little animals that also call the kingdom home.  

But despite all of this, it’s not truly home.

Though she was born there and has lived there for her entire life, she cannot truly be a part of the kingdom.  Partly because she is a mare, but partly because the place doesn’t feel right for her.  She knows she is meant for somewhere else.  Where though … that is the problem.

So for now she has taken to wandering.  Mostly it’s been aimless, but on this particular day, her feet have taken her to the border of a place that she doesn’t know very well - the Desert.

It’s unbearably hot to her of course.  She’s used to the Tundra climate, and the combination of the boiling sun overhead, and the hot sand beneath her feet makes her feel like she could burn up at any second.  The pathetic flapping of the tiny wings at her sides does nothing to cool her off (why had the faeries cursed her with such a useless gift?).  But, she still continues on.

If she remembers correctly, her half sister Zilpah lives here.  She’s met the mare only once, and briefly at that.  And it’s something that Rosalinde thinks needs to change.  She knows so little of her family, beyond her brother and sister.  She’d like to know more.

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the things we love destroy us every time

Uuugh I clearly haven't posted her in a while.