11-29-2020, 06:58 PM
If ever you come near I'll hold up high a mirror
OphaniM
It has been hard, at first, to adjust to the beach sands and the taste of salt in the air. There had been many days when he missed the orange canopy overhead and the towering trees where the rain splashed down every leaf. But he reminds himself it wasn’t Sylva that had ever been special to their family - it had been the memories they’d made. That forest had been where so many of their children took their first steps or chased each other in games of tag. Ophanim realizes that Sylva had only been the backdrop for countless I love you’s and anniversaries and birthdays.
The Cove would be just the same because his love for Starsin is unchanged. The thought of her alone still sends his heart fluttering bashfully in her chest, where ever she is now. He traces the edge of the shore where the tide creeps its way over the sand to barely kiss at his hooves. A long trail of hoof prints maps the path behind him in case their children come searching for him. They argue less and less, and so they rarely require him to referee any of their shouting matches as they grow older, but he likes to be found easily. Ophie still worries they’ll need him, or maybe he just hopes they do.
He feels his wife’s heart knock gently against his ribs. A brilliant smile overcomes his face as he looks over his shoulder and pauses to wait for her. Even as they age and grow, he loves the way she still gets excited to see him too.
Ophanim turns and meets her halfway with a gentle kiss to the corner of her lips. The sun is setting far over the horizon, and he adores the way his halo reflects in the blue of her eyes. He likes to think it matches perfectly with the soft glow of her star-dappled back.
“I met a crab the other day, did I tell you?” he asks as he drapes his wing over her to hold her close to him. “I named her Starsin Junior because she was angry and very cute, and I liked her very much."
The Cove would be just the same because his love for Starsin is unchanged. The thought of her alone still sends his heart fluttering bashfully in her chest, where ever she is now. He traces the edge of the shore where the tide creeps its way over the sand to barely kiss at his hooves. A long trail of hoof prints maps the path behind him in case their children come searching for him. They argue less and less, and so they rarely require him to referee any of their shouting matches as they grow older, but he likes to be found easily. Ophie still worries they’ll need him, or maybe he just hopes they do.
He feels his wife’s heart knock gently against his ribs. A brilliant smile overcomes his face as he looks over his shoulder and pauses to wait for her. Even as they age and grow, he loves the way she still gets excited to see him too.
Ophanim turns and meets her halfway with a gentle kiss to the corner of her lips. The sun is setting far over the horizon, and he adores the way his halo reflects in the blue of her eyes. He likes to think it matches perfectly with the soft glow of her star-dappled back.
“I met a crab the other day, did I tell you?” he asks as he drapes his wing over her to hold her close to him. “I named her Starsin Junior because she was angry and very cute, and I liked her very much."
Lord, I could never show you anything as beautiful as you.
@[Starsin]