the world, it burns through me - Ea

[Beyza]

It’s not that comforting and familiar gold-and-white figure who approaches and pauses Beyza’s wandering, but it is a friendly face and that is something worthwhile all on its own. Beyza does not enter the lake, stopping where the waves only just brush against her white hooves among the pebbles and grass. She looks out across the crystalline surface for a brief moment before focusing on the mare and her question. She falls back easily into familiar routines, reminding herself to blink and move her head a little every now and then - but while those mannerisms are fabricated she can at least say that the warmth in her voice is not. It’s been too long since she met someone entirely new to her. “Hello Ea, I’m Beyza.” Next, though, her tone becomes a little troubled. It bothers her that she doesn’t know what has happened here or what exactly has changed - and that, if there had been a call from Beqanna for help that preceded these changes, she had not heard it this time. “I am looking for someone, though I’m not sure I’m in the right place anymore. My mother lived here before the lands changed, but if this is still Hyaline it looks very different than the last time I visited.” B E Y Z A

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