resurrect the saint within the wretch
He rises with the dawn, where the sun is not yet over the horizon but its rays have already begun to chase away the blackness of night. Stars begin to fade, twinkling gently as they give way to the sun’s warmth. His horned head gently tips upwards, a mixture of moonlight and sunlight dimly illuminating the blue opal that spirals from his head. His dark eyes enjoy the way the colors of the sky changes, melting into each other as night steps back and day takes over. Pink, orange and peach clouds slowly make their way towards Tephra, all lit up with the sun’s strength as it rises. The warmth against his auburn back causes the stallion’s shoulders to roll beneath it, his feathers ruffling gently to catch each ray as it hits the earth.
Black and blue marbled hooves bring the winged stallion inland, where the rivers of lava and freshwater twist and cross. His mind is blank (or, at least, he attempts to make it so) as he wanders purposelessly, trying to shake the tiredness from his muscles. Warden’s nights are often sleepless and if he finds himself able to close his eyes, his mind is racked with previous visions, terrible nightmares that only remind him of his burden and the weight that it bears across his shoulders.
His aimless wandering leads him towards the thicker part of Tephra, where the foliage intertwine, their broad and fat leaves dripping with moisture from humidity, dampening his shoulders and flanks as he passes through without a thought. It is soon nearly midday and he only comes to realize it because the sound of rushing water interrupts his turbulent thoughts. He must be near the waterfall, he mildly thinks to himself, as the overwhelming scent of freshwater permeates his senses. He has no reason to head closer to it and is flexing the muscles at his withers in preparation to take flight, towards the sea.
However, a terribly familiar sensation plagues the center of his ivory forehead and with a gasp, he nearly finds himself stumbling to his knees. With a shuddering halt, the stallion lifts his head with a groan as the burning intensifies, jerkingly peering through the thick jungle for what has triggered the vision that would soon overtake him.
@[lilliana]
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