Show them the joy and the pain and the ending (Any)

[Carwyn]

Carwyn

Folded wings into flattening veins and fluttering eyes

The setting sun had long since indicated to Carwyn that she might want to seek a place to sleep. Still, she had lingered near the edge of the water, letting the water warmed by the sun of the day wash up near her knees, soaking the tips of her wings and her belly. Now as the evening hits in earnest, she is much too relaxed (and wet) to take flight to a higher cave, so instead she leaves the surf and slips into one of the first caves along the cliff line that has a big enough opening to admit her.

She settles quietly, wondering where her family is. Her grandfather she has seen, as recently as this morning, but his attention was elsewhere, though he was as affectionate as ever. She’d let him be, and turned her thoughts to the others. To her older sister, who had yet to make an appearance in Nerine, despite assuring Carwyn that she would. To her mother, who they have not seen since the Reckoning. Some – including her grandfather, though he would deny it, and be sad for feeling it – would say perhaps it is for the best. That a restless Kellyn was too much like her mother, and would be dangerous.
Carwyn still missed her. She was too young, and she didn’t resent Kellyn for her poor maternal instincts as much as Cassie did.

The roan pegasus is startled from her thoughts by the sound of hooves at the entrance to the cave, and looks up into an unfamiliar face. “Hello,” she says, smiling, glad to have someone interrupt her loneliness. “I’m Carwyn. There’s plenty of room in here.”

Somewhere my lifeline still hums and sings
In the mess of all I have thrown away

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