06-22-2017, 06:10 PM
you won’t see me fall apart
She is too much like her father during nights like this.
Covet spent his youth clinging to shadows, dancing with them, enjoying the way they rolled off his skin and protected him from his kingdom. Thorunn had no such kingdom to run from, in fact - she ran to it. When the silence of her nomadic life was too much she fell right back into step in Tephra and joined the army. She went back to the only thing she really knew and really understood.
Could you blame a girl?
Still, the silence that followed was deafening, and her skin itched to get out and do something else. Rather than explore the slopes of Tephra she journeys back to the land of neutrality and finds herself in new territory. This isn't surprising, Beqanna has shifted time and time again and created a bastardized version of itself unrecognizable to elders. Not that Thorunn was an elder, perse, but she did know what Beqanna was like before the Mountain.
The river is calm and quiet at night, trickling waters that shuddered under the lightest of touches. She reveled in the peace of it all, stepping two hooves into the shallows and letting the sensations reverberate through her.
Covet spent his youth clinging to shadows, dancing with them, enjoying the way they rolled off his skin and protected him from his kingdom. Thorunn had no such kingdom to run from, in fact - she ran to it. When the silence of her nomadic life was too much she fell right back into step in Tephra and joined the army. She went back to the only thing she really knew and really understood.
Could you blame a girl?
Still, the silence that followed was deafening, and her skin itched to get out and do something else. Rather than explore the slopes of Tephra she journeys back to the land of neutrality and finds herself in new territory. This isn't surprising, Beqanna has shifted time and time again and created a bastardized version of itself unrecognizable to elders. Not that Thorunn was an elder, perse, but she did know what Beqanna was like before the Mountain.
The river is calm and quiet at night, trickling waters that shuddered under the lightest of touches. She reveled in the peace of it all, stepping two hooves into the shallows and letting the sensations reverberate through her.
THORUNN
COVET x LIBRETTE