06-03-2020, 02:49 PM
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<div style="text-align:center;padding:0px 0px 80px 40px;font:72px cinzel decorative;letter-spacing:60px;color:rgba(250,250,250,0.25);">echis</div>
<div style="border:3px double #eee;border-radius:35%/35px 35px 0px 0px;border-top:0px;border-bottom:0px;padding:10px;color:#999;font-face:times new roman;"><div style="font:12px yanone kaffeesatz;text-align:center;padding:5px 5px 10px 5px;">“ I will love you until we run out of mornings. Then I will love you in the dark. ”</div>
Her father had told her the mountain was a strange, awful place that should be avoided. As her mother sleeps beside her, Echis keeps her bright eyes trained on the outline of the mountain against the backdrop of the stars. Larva is a strange, awful thing and she can’t decide if that makes him an authority on the matter or a biased fool. The rumbling shoves her heart up into her throat and she tucks herself closer to Ryatah’s side as she peeks over her sleeping form.
The dust shimmers and swirls across the wind as it blows over them. Her mother hardly stirs but Echis finds herself coughing and sputtering as she breathes it in. Involuntary tears run down her cheeks from her wheezing as she closes her eyes tight. When she opens her eyes, her vision is still blurry with tears and she extends a small hoof to nudge Ryatah awake.
“<I>Mama,</i>” she gasps, “<I>I don’t feel very good.</i>”
Her mother’s wing curls over her and hugs her close as she coos softly to her. Echis pouts and whimpers for a few seconds more before a kiss to her temple soothes her headache and alleviates her worry. Come tomorrow, the dawn will find her shimmering in pink jewels, but for now she is simply a sleeping child tucked safely beneath an angel wing.</div></div>
Echis is now jewel touched with morganite and rose quartz. Thank you!!
<div style="text-align:center;padding:0px 0px 80px 40px;font:72px cinzel decorative;letter-spacing:60px;color:rgba(250,250,250,0.25);">echis</div>
<div style="border:3px double #eee;border-radius:35%/35px 35px 0px 0px;border-top:0px;border-bottom:0px;padding:10px;color:#999;font-face:times new roman;"><div style="font:12px yanone kaffeesatz;text-align:center;padding:5px 5px 10px 5px;">“ I will love you until we run out of mornings. Then I will love you in the dark. ”</div>
Her father had told her the mountain was a strange, awful place that should be avoided. As her mother sleeps beside her, Echis keeps her bright eyes trained on the outline of the mountain against the backdrop of the stars. Larva is a strange, awful thing and she can’t decide if that makes him an authority on the matter or a biased fool. The rumbling shoves her heart up into her throat and she tucks herself closer to Ryatah’s side as she peeks over her sleeping form.
The dust shimmers and swirls across the wind as it blows over them. Her mother hardly stirs but Echis finds herself coughing and sputtering as she breathes it in. Involuntary tears run down her cheeks from her wheezing as she closes her eyes tight. When she opens her eyes, her vision is still blurry with tears and she extends a small hoof to nudge Ryatah awake.
“<I>Mama,</i>” she gasps, “<I>I don’t feel very good.</i>”
Her mother’s wing curls over her and hugs her close as she coos softly to her. Echis pouts and whimpers for a few seconds more before a kiss to her temple soothes her headache and alleviates her worry. Come tomorrow, the dawn will find her shimmering in pink jewels, but for now she is simply a sleeping child tucked safely beneath an angel wing.</div></div>
Echis is now jewel touched with morganite and rose quartz. Thank you!!