Oriash
they promised that dreams can come true
She is no stranger to illusions. As darkness is his life, illusions are hers. Reality has always been a fickle thing for her, the lines blurred between truth and the lies created by her own mind. Sometimes even she can’t tell the difference. Sometimes she isn’t sure the difference matters.
Today she is in the forest, finding herself out of Loess more and more. With the wings at her back finally more than decoration, no one place can quite hold her. Beqanna has too much to offer for her to remain fixed to one spot, content to practice her illusions and nothing more. As usual, she seeks nothing in particular, just something new.
The new that finds her is not something she expects, and for a moment she startles, stepping back hurriedly away from the looming shadow creature, wings half flared for balance (oh, how handy her wings truly are). She’s about to charge the monster, head slightly lowered already to aim her large and rather solid antlers at it, when she catches sight of it shifting into something far more normal.
An illusion, except not. The illusion is not the same as hers, made of something different, but still it was an illusion. For a moment she says nothing, just regards the boy with a quiet curiosity, wondering what he is. Shadows creep out from around her, lengthening, stretching toward the boy that seems to be made of them. Her shadows are a lie, and if he controls what she thinks, then likely he will see through the lie but she doesn’t mind. She isn’t trying to fool him, after all.
“You are not the only one with tricks,”, she says as her shadows creep along the ground, far more subtle than the monster he had created. They twine around his legs, almost loving, and yet if she were trying they would create the feeling of being trapped. Even though he can move, she can create the illusion that he cannot. In this case, she doesn’t though, simply wondering what he will think of the shadows that are not his shadows.
but they forgot that nightmares are dreams too.
@[Darkling]
Use of mild power playing is allowed; no injuries without permission