they promised that dreams come true
There’s a siren song of home and it has never stopped calling to Ori. She has heard the sound of the waves against the black sand beaches all her life. No matter how far she ran, no matter how hard she tried not to listen, Silver Cove called to her. Why? She doesn’t know. There are no good memories there, just pain around every corner. And yet…and yet it was home. Or, at least, as much of a home as Oriash had ever known.
She cannot say what brings her to be brave this morning, but before the day begins to dawn and the skies begin to warm, Ori takes flight. She makes her way across Beqanna, flying a familiar path. There are many days that she finds herself on this flight if only to glide over the beaches of her childhood before continuing on to somewhere else. Today is different though. She does not continue her flight but slows as the black sand comes into view.
Today, she lands.
She has no business being here, and certainly no business skipping right past the boundary of the territory. Ori knows how this works. If she wants to visit, she ought to stand at the edge of the land and wait to be greeted. She does no such thing, and it feels so out of character but it doesn’t necessarily feel bad. No, it feels exhilarating, and she wonders if this is a taste of what living is actually like. Maybe.
Her feet touch down on the beaches and she folds her wings to her side, making her way to the place where the waters lap at the sand. There was no other plan today but this. No other plan but to stand in this place where she’d spent so much of her early years and watch the sunrise. And then? And then she does not know, but for now, this is enough.
but they forgot that nightmares are dreams too
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