09-25-2021, 08:38 AM
Her death hit in waves. Not a flood, but water lapping steadily at her ankles. You could drown in two inches of water. Maybe grief was the same.
Elli remembers when the night was scary, and the only comfort had been the warmth of her mother’s belly, Elena’s legs curled around her, and the soft coo of her melodic voice, as sweet as can be, soothing against the harsh way the leaves rustled with the midnight wind. Whispers, Elliana would say, people talking, plotting, planning. The world had been dangerous at night, fearsome, but Elena would just smile, nodding because she knew it to be true, but comforting Elli because she knew she would survive. Elliana, in her naïve ignorance, did not believe so, she hid her face away from the night, from the crisp and chilly wind, burying into the comfort of her mothers stomach.
And now?
Now there are monsters that lurk behind faces that look so much like her own.
Elliana carefully picks her way through the overgrown path, her coat made of shadows soaking up the milky golden light of the spring sun. The sunlight trickles through the open patches in the canopy, catching the dust particles in the air and causing the world around her to sparkle as the specks float around her. She is quiet and silent as she moves, her dark hooves barely making any sound as she presses them into the soft earth.
With a soft snort the young mare (the filly? she doesn't know anymore) halts, lifting her dark head with blonde locks and viewing the forest with a curious blue gaze. From somewhere in the depths of the thick forest, a small white moth appears. It is fuzzy and soft against the gentle and warm sunlight of the afternoon and Elli merely breathes in and exhales her breath towards the small, flying creature. It comes to rest momentarily on her nose, its emerald blinking eyes watching her for a few seconds before taking flight again and gently resting on her withers. The sensation causes her soft skin to shiver and twitch slightly. She allows herself a small smile in the moment. Elliana takes a deep breath, the scent of the damp woods giving her some comfort.
She continues moving, taking her time as she wanders through the forest with no particular thought on her mind. Her tail made of moonlight idly flicks every now and then while her ears turn at every hint of a sound. A breeze had picked up, sending the large leaves of the forests trees swaying to and fro, rustling heavily around her. The trees start dispersing after awhile, and while they became more and more sporadic, Elliana could feel the warmth of the sunlight growing more intense with every step.
Elliana reaches the end of the forest now. It is quiet here, and Elli finds herself enjoying the silence. There was no sound save for the gentle rustling of the grasses beneath her and the wind rushing through the air. The moth that had now taken refuge on Elliana’s withers had departed from its rest place, shakily lifting from her soft skin. Blue eyes follow the moth as she walks, lifting her head slightly as if trying to reach out and touch the soft insect with her dark nose. The moth disappears into the bright blue sky, where wisps of white cloud linger, like white paint upon a blue canvas.
And now?
Now there are monsters that lurk behind faces that look so much like her own.
Elliana carefully picks her way through the overgrown path, her coat made of shadows soaking up the milky golden light of the spring sun. The sunlight trickles through the open patches in the canopy, catching the dust particles in the air and causing the world around her to sparkle as the specks float around her. She is quiet and silent as she moves, her dark hooves barely making any sound as she presses them into the soft earth.
With a soft snort the young mare (the filly? she doesn't know anymore) halts, lifting her dark head with blonde locks and viewing the forest with a curious blue gaze. From somewhere in the depths of the thick forest, a small white moth appears. It is fuzzy and soft against the gentle and warm sunlight of the afternoon and Elli merely breathes in and exhales her breath towards the small, flying creature. It comes to rest momentarily on her nose, its emerald blinking eyes watching her for a few seconds before taking flight again and gently resting on her withers. The sensation causes her soft skin to shiver and twitch slightly. She allows herself a small smile in the moment. Elliana takes a deep breath, the scent of the damp woods giving her some comfort.
She continues moving, taking her time as she wanders through the forest with no particular thought on her mind. Her tail made of moonlight idly flicks every now and then while her ears turn at every hint of a sound. A breeze had picked up, sending the large leaves of the forests trees swaying to and fro, rustling heavily around her. The trees start dispersing after awhile, and while they became more and more sporadic, Elliana could feel the warmth of the sunlight growing more intense with every step.
Elliana reaches the end of the forest now. It is quiet here, and Elli finds herself enjoying the silence. There was no sound save for the gentle rustling of the grasses beneath her and the wind rushing through the air. The moth that had now taken refuge on Elliana’s withers had departed from its rest place, shakily lifting from her soft skin. Blue eyes follow the moth as she walks, lifting her head slightly as if trying to reach out and touch the soft insect with her dark nose. The moth disappears into the bright blue sky, where wisps of white cloud linger, like white paint upon a blue canvas.