The darkness that once blacked out all of Beqanna seems to have returned again, this time in the form of never-ending nightmares and terror. It had only taken Starlight a mere moment to wrap herself in the power of her stars, hiding away from whatever wished her harm, invisible as she moved away from the kingdom that had never really been home to her in the first place.
So often has she found herself here - beneath the depths of twilight with only silence to greet her and only the silver, mysterious light of the stars to keep her company. It is no surprise that she had felt out of place in Tephra long before her father had disappeared and Gale took the throne. She has always ventured away from Tephra to be able to see the night sky without the smoke and ash to block out her precious stars, not yet finding a place to keep her tethered long enough. She moved with the constellations, taking flight and settling where the stars reigned in the night sky, with only the deep indigo of space being the backdrop of their twinkling, sentient light.
Just a few feet before her, a small orb dips and weaves through the softly swaying meadow grasses, brushing against the green stalks almost playfully. Starlight cannot help the gentle smile that curls on her glowing lips as she follows the star, hovering and darting before her with a life of its own. She has never thought to name it and it doesn’t speak - not in the way she does, anyway. It is another language, something instinctual within the star that Starlight somehow understands; some kind of ancient connection, one forged deep within her lineage that she didn’t even know was there. The star hums lightly, its silver glow pulsing with the thrum, and Starlight’s ears prick forward with a quick tip of her horned head upwards. She takes another few steps, her dark eyes scanning the meadow, while her star loses its courage and zips into her mane, hiding beneath the glowing strands.
Someone is coming, her star had informed her.
Starlight slows to a halt, the warmth on her neck comforting as her star’s light buzzes beneath her indigo mane.
With a thought, she bends the light of the stars to illuminate the area nearest them, bathing herself and a wide berth around her in silver light - as if a full moon was shining.
“Hello?” she whispers into the depth of night, wondering who has come to join her.
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