to find freedom, avelina

[Avelina]

The dark filly does not mind when he sidles closer, not one bit. She’s discovering the joy that comes with being around someone, especially around someone woven from stars with the slanted grin that he wears. Like she’s getting the chance to stand close to magic, the source of all fairytales and stories. She wants to touch those patches, to see if his scent matches what it feels like to be lost in the stars on a summer night. Her gaze doesn’t move from him as her expression grows a little thoughtful, a dream-like quality to her voice as she puts words to the feeling of comfort and home that a quiet day gives her. “I like it because I’m used to it, I think.” Avelina’s world isn’t one of silence, but it is certainly a quiet one. Secrets and sadness pulling her mother apart at the seams. And though she loves her family and does truly find comfort in the quiet, the answer to his second question comes without needing to think about it at all. “But no, you’re not disturbing me. It’s always good to try new things.” Here that easy smile brightens with sunny laughter as she realizes that might be an odd thing to say. As if breaking the silence by talking to the star boy was like trying a new food for the first time or when she discovered a new animal she could shift into and found all the things she didn’t get to experience as a horse. And it was - that feeling of a new joy is exactly what is causing a light to dance in her green eyes at this very moment. “I’m Avelina.” avelina

@[isakov]