04-16-2017, 02:39 PM
There are some nights that she sleeps peacefully. Then there are nights were she is up during the hour of the wolf. The dark late nights used to be her favorite, and often she had forced herself to wake up during that time. There had been something magical about knowing the peacefulness of the silence in the forest of giants she had grew up in. The cry of the night wolves in the mountains also brought a sense of peace within her heart.
Her aspiration for adventure—wandering and exploring the world—and learning only grew each night she dreamt of what was beyond the kingdom borders. She had found adventure and learned many things when she was a child
But now, years later and wearing the crown of power, she finds herself on a rather different path. It is still full of adventure, but she does not hear or seek out the crying wolves and silence of the giants in the forest. This time she finds herself often on the very top of the volcano. She had no reason to climb the long, hauling rocky path up here. Instead, she finds herself eager to fly more than ever.
She had never been meant to walk the earth, but always a creature that was meant to fly. Her world was the sky and not the earth ground so many others kept upon. Lucrezia had not been born with wings, but had once obtained them in the old world and recently had them returned them to her one morning. She doesn’t question or wonder why she was given such a gift back again—she accepts and feels thankful instead.
Lucrezia is also up during the same time Warrick is. She and found herself on the top of the volcano, watching the terrain of Tephra in the peaceful night silence. The stars were brilliant and bright from the top; however, she does not stay there long on the volcano. With one big swoosh and leap off the rocky ground she is off into the sky. She soars slowly in circles across the land, nutmeg eyes casually looking here and there. Her direction is not determined on any path. She simply follows the direction of the wind.
Eventually, her eyes catch sight of Warrick. Lucrezia is a curious individual, so she decides to make her way towards him. Then again, there is hardly anyone up during this time of night.
Lucrezia begins to descend down towards the ground, making a large circle around the bay and navy horse. She flaps her wings as she comes closer to the ground to land. In a moment her hooves touch on the Tephra earth. “Hello,” she says softly at Warrick. A warm, gentle smile appears across her cream lips.
Her aspiration for adventure—wandering and exploring the world—and learning only grew each night she dreamt of what was beyond the kingdom borders. She had found adventure and learned many things when she was a child
But now, years later and wearing the crown of power, she finds herself on a rather different path. It is still full of adventure, but she does not hear or seek out the crying wolves and silence of the giants in the forest. This time she finds herself often on the very top of the volcano. She had no reason to climb the long, hauling rocky path up here. Instead, she finds herself eager to fly more than ever.
She had never been meant to walk the earth, but always a creature that was meant to fly. Her world was the sky and not the earth ground so many others kept upon. Lucrezia had not been born with wings, but had once obtained them in the old world and recently had them returned them to her one morning. She doesn’t question or wonder why she was given such a gift back again—she accepts and feels thankful instead.
Lucrezia is also up during the same time Warrick is. She and found herself on the top of the volcano, watching the terrain of Tephra in the peaceful night silence. The stars were brilliant and bright from the top; however, she does not stay there long on the volcano. With one big swoosh and leap off the rocky ground she is off into the sky. She soars slowly in circles across the land, nutmeg eyes casually looking here and there. Her direction is not determined on any path. She simply follows the direction of the wind.
Eventually, her eyes catch sight of Warrick. Lucrezia is a curious individual, so she decides to make her way towards him. Then again, there is hardly anyone up during this time of night.
Lucrezia begins to descend down towards the ground, making a large circle around the bay and navy horse. She flaps her wings as she comes closer to the ground to land. In a moment her hooves touch on the Tephra earth. “Hello,” she says softly at Warrick. A warm, gentle smile appears across her cream lips.
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