[complete] a line that never stops playing

[Anuya]

It had not felt particularly polite to pester the fairies of this place when she had first arrived - what right had she to ask them for anything then? And then depression had settled in and she had lost track of a few years… and then the sun had disappeared and it seemed like maybe the fairies might have other things to worry about than whether she could shapeshift or move things with her mind again. But now? Maybe? Anuya’s trip up the mountain in the early morning is half spent being winded by the climb and half spent in anxious excitement that she might actually get a little piece of herself back. Whatever she needed to do she was certainly willing to give it her best. These fairies aren’t like her, she thinks - she’s probably got more in common with the regular flavour horses that you see walking around than these powerful beings. The fae she belonged to were just all pointy ears and the occasional trick - and it was one of those tricks she was hoping to get back. She climbs until she thinks she’s gone far enough, until she’s dragging in deep breaths (wow she should have maybe moved around a little more these last few years). It’s difficult to string together words but she doesn’t think that particularly matters - which is good because the only word she successfully manages to get through her breathing is: “Whew.” Whatever these fairies are, they’re rumoured to be more powerful than she can imagine - and she thinks it would be convenient for her not to have to fumble through explanations. Or, if they don't mind waiting for her to catch her breath, she will explain her hopes of regaining her ability to move things with her mind. oh, I see stars rushing through my mind, colours have no time to fade oh, I found out there's another side where the sea and sky collide

artwork by Skellri

Anuya is hoping to quest for limited telekinesis as part of her equus fae