Ruhr
05-05-2024, 06:29 PM
The more he thinks about it, the more sure Ruhr becomes that Demi’s ability to speak within his mind is a gift from the Moon. Demi has been blessed far more than any other he has known, even in this place where Magic seems to sprout from the very earth.
Though she has yet to express any interest in power, he is certain it will come soon. How could the Moon gift someone with such strength if it were not intended to rule and conquer? Ruhr knows he’d been guided to her to help with this goal, and he is content to bide his time until it comes.
The Moon will give him as much time as he needs, after all. She will give him endless eons, if only he remains dedicated and faithful. He is in no hurry at all.
Can she hear his thoughts, he wonders? Had she heard his dedication, his commitment? Had she heard him speaking to the Moon?
The thought startles him - he has confessed things to Her that he’d never speak aloud. Had Demi heard them? Ruhr does not notice her confusion, wracking his memory for what he has thought recently. He glances back toward hippogriff, and finds that the moon-speckled mare is smiling as she takes in the sight of Stratos.
Beautiful. She is beautiful, and powerful, and destined for glorious things. Will others see it, he wonders? Or will he have to make them see it?
The former, he thinks as he makes to land on a cloud, the softness of the surface a balm to his right foreleg as he alights with the easy grace of a creature made almost entirely of air and feathers.
”Welcome to Stratos,” he says when they are standing together again. ”It was larger once, and more populous, but…” He trails off with a shrug, not eager to remember the history.
@Demi
Though she has yet to express any interest in power, he is certain it will come soon. How could the Moon gift someone with such strength if it were not intended to rule and conquer? Ruhr knows he’d been guided to her to help with this goal, and he is content to bide his time until it comes.
The Moon will give him as much time as he needs, after all. She will give him endless eons, if only he remains dedicated and faithful. He is in no hurry at all.
Can she hear his thoughts, he wonders? Had she heard his dedication, his commitment? Had she heard him speaking to the Moon?
The thought startles him - he has confessed things to Her that he’d never speak aloud. Had Demi heard them? Ruhr does not notice her confusion, wracking his memory for what he has thought recently. He glances back toward hippogriff, and finds that the moon-speckled mare is smiling as she takes in the sight of Stratos.
Beautiful. She is beautiful, and powerful, and destined for glorious things. Will others see it, he wonders? Or will he have to make them see it?
The former, he thinks as he makes to land on a cloud, the softness of the surface a balm to his right foreleg as he alights with the easy grace of a creature made almost entirely of air and feathers.
”Welcome to Stratos,” he says when they are standing together again. ”It was larger once, and more populous, but…” He trails off with a shrug, not eager to remember the history.
@Demi