If there had been one thing she had come to learn from Wolfbane was that, eventually, he would leave.
When he revealed himself in Taiga the summer before, that had been her one salvation. At some point, he would vanish as he was ought to do and then Lilliana would take her boys and finally follow the advice Neverwhere gave her years ago: she would take her sons and get the hell out of Taiga.
Well, the copper mare is out of Taiga now and Pangea, to her, certainly feels like hell with its sweltering heat and fractured ground. She spends her morning trying to seek shade underneath a lone Acacia tree, the only company she is willing to keep. (She has learned that the creatures who remind her of Fiorina and Velkan are best.. admired from a distance and Rebelle, the only other Pangean prisoner she was aware of, has already left.)
Pangea has no limits and once, she might have found this place wonderful for its endless (and odd) possibilities.
She can’t possibly miss Ghaul, though. Even against the expanse and wilds of Carnage's kingdom. There is no other ‘horse’ in Beqanna that equals his make and she knows his horned silhouette the moment it enters her vision.
Her blue eyes first go to the child - his son? - and she manages a smile for the boy. It is tight but he smiles through serrated edges and Lilliana tries to return the gesture. She apprehensively lifts her gaze to Ghaul, swallowing down the rising dread that is already threatening stars at the edge of her sight. "Draco stole me from Taiga," she capitulates. It lacks all of her earlier venom, all of her building anger. Her bravado leaving her in the face of an impending revelation.
There is a singing current of terror flooding her veins, already sweeping her away.
"@[ghaul],” Lilliana asks though she already knows the answer, though she grows colder and colder with fear. "Please tell me Neverwhere let you go.”
When he revealed himself in Taiga the summer before, that had been her one salvation. At some point, he would vanish as he was ought to do and then Lilliana would take her boys and finally follow the advice Neverwhere gave her years ago: she would take her sons and get the hell out of Taiga.
Well, the copper mare is out of Taiga now and Pangea, to her, certainly feels like hell with its sweltering heat and fractured ground. She spends her morning trying to seek shade underneath a lone Acacia tree, the only company she is willing to keep. (She has learned that the creatures who remind her of Fiorina and Velkan are best.. admired from a distance and Rebelle, the only other Pangean prisoner she was aware of, has already left.)
Pangea has no limits and once, she might have found this place wonderful for its endless (and odd) possibilities.
She can’t possibly miss Ghaul, though. Even against the expanse and wilds of Carnage's kingdom. There is no other ‘horse’ in Beqanna that equals his make and she knows his horned silhouette the moment it enters her vision.
Her blue eyes first go to the child - his son? - and she manages a smile for the boy. It is tight but he smiles through serrated edges and Lilliana tries to return the gesture. She apprehensively lifts her gaze to Ghaul, swallowing down the rising dread that is already threatening stars at the edge of her sight. "Draco stole me from Taiga," she capitulates. It lacks all of her earlier venom, all of her building anger. Her bravado leaving her in the face of an impending revelation.
There is a singing current of terror flooding her veins, already sweeping her away.
"@[ghaul],” Lilliana asks though she already knows the answer, though she grows colder and colder with fear. "Please tell me Neverwhere let you go.”
but it's all in the past, love
it's all gone with the wind