She can not hold it off any longer.
The time had come for her to leave, and she shudders at the thought. A good kind of cold rolls down her spine as she stands before the ocean for one last time.
Her ocean at least.
The silver maned girl takes a moment alone, and revels in the beauties she would miss in the following year , the beauties no other place would ever manage to own. With her eyes closed and her face turned to the darkening skies she calls for them.
Better to leave them in the night as to great her new king in the morning. Perhaps Scorch would be proud of the decision, it never was like Philomena to show up unannounced. She knows soon they will join her, the night soon to be light by not only her mother's ember eyes but by her queen's flaming wings. The two women had changed her life so much, and a final thank you for the opportunity was in store.
While she wasnt the only child to participate in the trades to come (her beloved friend Sochi had too volunteered) she had been the first. Thrust willingly onto her small stool of diplomacy, one she planned to build in her time away. When she is finally joined by them she does not turn her gaze from the sea, instead her lids close in meditation.
"I Just wanted to say goodbye."
Who knew what would happen before she saw them again. No one. No one ever really knew.
The time had come for her to leave, and she shudders at the thought. A good kind of cold rolls down her spine as she stands before the ocean for one last time.
Her ocean at least.
The silver maned girl takes a moment alone, and revels in the beauties she would miss in the following year , the beauties no other place would ever manage to own. With her eyes closed and her face turned to the darkening skies she calls for them.
Better to leave them in the night as to great her new king in the morning. Perhaps Scorch would be proud of the decision, it never was like Philomena to show up unannounced. She knows soon they will join her, the night soon to be light by not only her mother's ember eyes but by her queen's flaming wings. The two women had changed her life so much, and a final thank you for the opportunity was in store.
While she wasnt the only child to participate in the trades to come (her beloved friend Sochi had too volunteered) she had been the first. Thrust willingly onto her small stool of diplomacy, one she planned to build in her time away. When she is finally joined by them she does not turn her gaze from the sea, instead her lids close in meditation.
"I Just wanted to say goodbye."
Who knew what would happen before she saw them again. No one. No one ever really knew.
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@[Hestia] @[Scorch]