[open] we thought a cure would come in time

[Beyza]

It had not occurred to Beyza to explore the lands that came through from other worlds - not while she was busy tending to Ischia and hiding herself away from the world. As if she had any reason to hide, as if her life would be best spent in the shadows. She must be made for more than that - must believe there is more in store for her. As she reawakens to life, her curiosity sparks and she turns her white gaze to Stratos. Broad white wings carry her upwards on a warm spring afternoon. She spends some time enjoying the feeling of flight - letting herself be caught by winds and updrafts, mimicking the flight of eagles and ravens as she tilts her wings this way and that. There’s a looseness in her heart when she lands on the clouds of Stratos - a wildness that causes her heart to beat in strong pulses, reminding her she still lives and experiences. After spending so long in stasis, this feels like a victory - however small of one it might be. Up here, the soft glow that she radiates is impossible to notice because everything else burns even brighter under the pale gold sun. She does not get rid of the wings yet, instead folding them to her sides as she looks around. Whether or not she runs into someone else, she’s determined to explore as much as she can. Her head lowers and grazes the wispy clouds, sending some of the condensation upwards in small curls and she smiles faintly to herself. Her unblinking gaze constantly scans as she moves at a slow pace, dancing along the edges of the clouds and the shapes they make with their shadows. beyza

artwork by kharthian

open to any!