[private] what we owe to each other

[Beyza]

B E Y Z A

remember me when i’m reborn as a shrike

A new day has barely begun, the light pale and blue, but it is enough for what needs to be done. Beyza arrives on the borders of Tephra, healed and in possession of her magic again though it sputters and stalls as she stretches it and settles into her skin again. It is only now, a few days after the beach, that she lets herself think about Jamie. Now when she has her magic back again and she is ready to face him in whatever form he chooses.

Now that she’s seen what lies beneath the surface. It felt too real - she cannot believe it a hallucination.

She cannot say with complete certainty whether the fog surrounding the borders of Tephra is of her own making or if has naturally cloaked the land on this cooler-than-average morning as if Beqanna itself is blessing her mission. Beyza doesn't belong to the fog but it is a close thing - the cool droplets blur her edges and she lets them dissipate a little more as she waits until she is just a mirage of herself, a pocket of pure white fog in the shape of a mare.

Then she sends a message out on the whisps of air to him. A beckoning request for a reunion.

She’s ready to begin repaying her debt and she wants him to be here with her when she does.

@[jamie]

I give myself ooc permission to do a private thread in Tephra (they're on the border anyway it's fine). Also this is set before Nerine went up in smoke