03-15-2019, 10:20 AM
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<style type="text/css">.rhylion_container{position:relative;z-index:1;width:550px;padding:0 15px;background:#030013;font:12px 'Times New Roman', serif;box-shadow:0 0 10px #030013;}.rhylion_border{position:absolute;z-index:5;width:10px;height:100%;background:#985470;}.rhylion_right{right:15px;}.rhylion_left{left:15px;}.rhylion_container p{margin:0;}.rhylion_container img{width:550px;}.rhylion_message{text-align:justify;padding:15px 25px;color:#D5C9E3;}.rhylion_quote{text-align:center;color:#985470;font:14px 'IM Fell French Canon SC', serif;padding:8px 0px 0px 0px;letter-spacing:2px;}.rhylion_name{position:absolute;z-index:10;width:550px;text-align:center;color:#FDAE73;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:6px;font-size:26px;}.rhylion_parents{position:absolute;z-index:8;width:550px;bottom:330px;text-align:center;color:#985470;font-family:'IM Fell French Canon SC', serif;letter-spacing:1px}</style><center><div class="rhylion_container"><div class="rhylion_border rhylion_left"></div><div class="rhylion_border rhylion_right"></div><div class="rhylion_quote"><p>and when i breathed</p><p>my breath was lightning</p></div><p class="rhylion_message">She laughs, loud and clear and overjoyed, as he launches himself at her. The sadness stays away, though when she gives herself the space to truly think about it later (later, so as not to ruin now), there will be sadness too that they will never truly know life together. He pulls away and she finds herself a little bereft as his touch disappears from her skin. He’d touched her so freely, so easily, without the hesitation that was a constant of her life since the very beginning with Kora. Kora was the most afraid, of course, but in some small way most horses shied away from her. She was the electric lioness, and as such, even those that trusted her feared what she could do.
What would life have been like if they’d been together as children? How different would she have turned out? Would he have stayed with her, when their parents took Kora away? She doesn’t dwell on the possibilities, because despite everything, her life had been good. Short, but wonderful and bright, and perfectly suited to a girl made of lightning. Instead, she grins slightly as he stumbles over the realization that seeing her might mean he’s dead.
She shakes her head, reassuring him. <font color=#985470> “No, not dead, just unconscious. I probably should scold you for flying through a thunderstorm up a mountain, but instead I’m mostly just impressed.”</font> Rhy, certainly, couldn’t fault someone for being reckless. She fell in love in the midst of lightning storm in a jungle, after all, of their creation. Lucky for them they didn’t burn the whole place down.
She sobers though, as the topic of Kora always seems to do to her. Kora. The sister she tried so hard to reach but never really knew. All she can do now is shake her head slightly. <font color=#985470> “I think only she can make the choice to change, and for her, perhaps she’s been through too much.”</font> It was something Rhy could understand all too well. She’d died young and the only reason she didn’t fully welcome death was because she left her two children behind. Otherwise though, she’d been through enough. She’d lived her life and had everything that mattered ripped away, and eventually, it’s simply too much to start again.
She laughs as he pretends, for a moment, to be a petulant little child. <font color=#985470> “I don’t suggest demanding anything from me,”</font> she says with a wicked little grin. The lighting cracks, dangerously close to his behind. It doesn’t hit him, her aim after all these years deadly accurate, though in this half world it wouldn’t harm him anyway.
He switches topics and she finds herself taken aback. When had she ever been asked about her own life? Her life had been about the Amazons, about Kora, about everyone but her in some way. It takes her a moment to figure out where to even begin, but then, she nods to the flower on her chest. <font color=#985470> “I found a home in the Amazons and a family in the Sisters there and our mother’s heritage. I fell in love with a stallion that controlled electric as I did. Together, we answered a quest for Carnage and were sent to the afterlife to retrieve his true love. She would not come, but the afterlife was born through her, and I was thrown back into life through a tear in the worlds. It gave me the power to shift into a ghost, to travel between life and death.”</font>
She pauses, realization dawning, and a laugh escapes her. <font color=#985470> “I can travel between life and death. I don’t know if the rules are the same on this side…but Lee. Oh, Lee, if they are I can visit you. I will try.”</font> She’s never tried it, never had a reason to. Kora didn’t want to see her and Leander hadn’t been here. Why leave death when her parents were there and nothing was left for her in Beqanna? Oh, but now, now there was a reason in Lee and Rae.
She shakes her heads, getting back to the story, sadness creasing her eyes now as she realizes just want part of the story she is at. Had Leander been there, when their parents died? <font color=#985470> “That quest was how I found out our parents died. I found them in the afterlife, before Vanquish chucked me back into the world of the living. We didn’t know, wouldn’t have known, if it weren’t for that quest.”</font> She pauses, sad in a nostalgic way for that moment. She had her parents now, had them as much as she wanted, but it was never quite the same to be dead.
<font color=#985470> “Kora came back to Beqanna not long after. I told her what I knew, and that was the meeting where she almost overcame her fear. It was the closest we ever were to being sisters, but it wasn’t meant to last. Life always has different plans. War broke out across Beqanna, senseless and violent and without purpose. In a blast of magic, my memory was wiped and, for a time, I thought I lived in the Desserts with Kratos. I became pregnant with twins, but something was always, always wrong with that life that seemed like a dream. The magician responsible was, well not killed, but removed in some magical way, and my memory returned just in time for the world to turn upside down. The lands we knew were torn away and we were left only with the mountain, no magic, and a new home. Somehow though, it didn’t strip my twins of their power until they were born, and their power ripped me apart. Without my own electric, I couldn’t survive what those two are capable of.”</font> She grins, not sad now, but proud. Proud of her children that she knows only from a distance, but proud still.
<font color=#985470> “My daughter, Rae, is back in Beqanna. Find her, Lee, if she’ll be found. She can teach you what you can do, and you can watch my girl, not that she really needs watching.”</font> Rhy chuckles at that, thinking of Rae, of her sky-touched daughter who was more powerful than Rhy and her plethora of traits could have ever dreamed of being. <font color=#985470> “You’ll find her in the sky. You’ll know her, she looks like you but her wings are dipped in blue, not black.”</font>
</p><p class="rhylion_name">rhy</p><p class="rhylion_parents">the electric lioness of riagan and rayelle</p><img src="https://k.nickpic.host/BkXyGY.jpg"></div></center>
@Leander
<style type="text/css">.rhylion_container{position:relative;z-index:1;width:550px;padding:0 15px;background:#030013;font:12px 'Times New Roman', serif;box-shadow:0 0 10px #030013;}.rhylion_border{position:absolute;z-index:5;width:10px;height:100%;background:#985470;}.rhylion_right{right:15px;}.rhylion_left{left:15px;}.rhylion_container p{margin:0;}.rhylion_container img{width:550px;}.rhylion_message{text-align:justify;padding:15px 25px;color:#D5C9E3;}.rhylion_quote{text-align:center;color:#985470;font:14px 'IM Fell French Canon SC', serif;padding:8px 0px 0px 0px;letter-spacing:2px;}.rhylion_name{position:absolute;z-index:10;width:550px;text-align:center;color:#FDAE73;font-style:italic;letter-spacing:6px;font-size:26px;}.rhylion_parents{position:absolute;z-index:8;width:550px;bottom:330px;text-align:center;color:#985470;font-family:'IM Fell French Canon SC', serif;letter-spacing:1px}</style><center><div class="rhylion_container"><div class="rhylion_border rhylion_left"></div><div class="rhylion_border rhylion_right"></div><div class="rhylion_quote"><p>and when i breathed</p><p>my breath was lightning</p></div><p class="rhylion_message">She laughs, loud and clear and overjoyed, as he launches himself at her. The sadness stays away, though when she gives herself the space to truly think about it later (later, so as not to ruin now), there will be sadness too that they will never truly know life together. He pulls away and she finds herself a little bereft as his touch disappears from her skin. He’d touched her so freely, so easily, without the hesitation that was a constant of her life since the very beginning with Kora. Kora was the most afraid, of course, but in some small way most horses shied away from her. She was the electric lioness, and as such, even those that trusted her feared what she could do.
What would life have been like if they’d been together as children? How different would she have turned out? Would he have stayed with her, when their parents took Kora away? She doesn’t dwell on the possibilities, because despite everything, her life had been good. Short, but wonderful and bright, and perfectly suited to a girl made of lightning. Instead, she grins slightly as he stumbles over the realization that seeing her might mean he’s dead.
She shakes her head, reassuring him. <font color=#985470> “No, not dead, just unconscious. I probably should scold you for flying through a thunderstorm up a mountain, but instead I’m mostly just impressed.”</font> Rhy, certainly, couldn’t fault someone for being reckless. She fell in love in the midst of lightning storm in a jungle, after all, of their creation. Lucky for them they didn’t burn the whole place down.
She sobers though, as the topic of Kora always seems to do to her. Kora. The sister she tried so hard to reach but never really knew. All she can do now is shake her head slightly. <font color=#985470> “I think only she can make the choice to change, and for her, perhaps she’s been through too much.”</font> It was something Rhy could understand all too well. She’d died young and the only reason she didn’t fully welcome death was because she left her two children behind. Otherwise though, she’d been through enough. She’d lived her life and had everything that mattered ripped away, and eventually, it’s simply too much to start again.
She laughs as he pretends, for a moment, to be a petulant little child. <font color=#985470> “I don’t suggest demanding anything from me,”</font> she says with a wicked little grin. The lighting cracks, dangerously close to his behind. It doesn’t hit him, her aim after all these years deadly accurate, though in this half world it wouldn’t harm him anyway.
He switches topics and she finds herself taken aback. When had she ever been asked about her own life? Her life had been about the Amazons, about Kora, about everyone but her in some way. It takes her a moment to figure out where to even begin, but then, she nods to the flower on her chest. <font color=#985470> “I found a home in the Amazons and a family in the Sisters there and our mother’s heritage. I fell in love with a stallion that controlled electric as I did. Together, we answered a quest for Carnage and were sent to the afterlife to retrieve his true love. She would not come, but the afterlife was born through her, and I was thrown back into life through a tear in the worlds. It gave me the power to shift into a ghost, to travel between life and death.”</font>
She pauses, realization dawning, and a laugh escapes her. <font color=#985470> “I can travel between life and death. I don’t know if the rules are the same on this side…but Lee. Oh, Lee, if they are I can visit you. I will try.”</font> She’s never tried it, never had a reason to. Kora didn’t want to see her and Leander hadn’t been here. Why leave death when her parents were there and nothing was left for her in Beqanna? Oh, but now, now there was a reason in Lee and Rae.
She shakes her heads, getting back to the story, sadness creasing her eyes now as she realizes just want part of the story she is at. Had Leander been there, when their parents died? <font color=#985470> “That quest was how I found out our parents died. I found them in the afterlife, before Vanquish chucked me back into the world of the living. We didn’t know, wouldn’t have known, if it weren’t for that quest.”</font> She pauses, sad in a nostalgic way for that moment. She had her parents now, had them as much as she wanted, but it was never quite the same to be dead.
<font color=#985470> “Kora came back to Beqanna not long after. I told her what I knew, and that was the meeting where she almost overcame her fear. It was the closest we ever were to being sisters, but it wasn’t meant to last. Life always has different plans. War broke out across Beqanna, senseless and violent and without purpose. In a blast of magic, my memory was wiped and, for a time, I thought I lived in the Desserts with Kratos. I became pregnant with twins, but something was always, always wrong with that life that seemed like a dream. The magician responsible was, well not killed, but removed in some magical way, and my memory returned just in time for the world to turn upside down. The lands we knew were torn away and we were left only with the mountain, no magic, and a new home. Somehow though, it didn’t strip my twins of their power until they were born, and their power ripped me apart. Without my own electric, I couldn’t survive what those two are capable of.”</font> She grins, not sad now, but proud. Proud of her children that she knows only from a distance, but proud still.
<font color=#985470> “My daughter, Rae, is back in Beqanna. Find her, Lee, if she’ll be found. She can teach you what you can do, and you can watch my girl, not that she really needs watching.”</font> Rhy chuckles at that, thinking of Rae, of her sky-touched daughter who was more powerful than Rhy and her plethora of traits could have ever dreamed of being. <font color=#985470> “You’ll find her in the sky. You’ll know her, she looks like you but her wings are dipped in blue, not black.”</font>
</p><p class="rhylion_name">rhy</p><p class="rhylion_parents">the electric lioness of riagan and rayelle</p><img src="https://k.nickpic.host/BkXyGY.jpg"></div></center>
@Leander