
The clip of his steps are silenced by the wailing cries in her mind. Her once bright eyes, foggy as they turn to her name light in the wind. It pained her to hear it in another tongue that was not her lover. A customary smile the mare offered freely to all was lost somewhere in the depths of her battered soul. Not to surface, even for the Overseer of Tephra.
Blinking the glassy haze from her view, she sees the unmistakable form of the stallion. The navy in his wings, similar to the navy in her own plumage. Their usual brilliance dulled by the lack of upkeep as of late. He looks at her with knowing eyes but she offers him his answer, "He's gone Warrick. Rou is gone."
She hadn't needed to elaborate where. Anyone would be able to tell by her sorrowed existence where he had gone. She knew their leader to be wise, so she leaves it at that. Turning her frail body, she looks to the channel she had crossed so many years ago. When Rou had invited her here to stay with him. Just across it was the beginnings of a new chapter in her book. One without Rou, without Tephra...
AuroraElis
Not all that Glitters is Gold
