11-30-2020, 09:30 PM
IONIA
So, She thought while eyeing the horned stallion a bit closer, he admits to being the guilty party. And that’s how Ionia came to understand that her mother’s second lover and once ruler of the black sands Isle was gone, replaced with the horse she was lookin’ at currently. How interesting. A puzzle one-half solved, and she didn’t have to work that hard to get the answer.
Anyways, he gets a laugh out of her pretty mouth. Ionia had a laugh like her mother’s - light and enjoyable, but rolling like the waves of the sea she was named after. This stranger had a way about him, for sure. Pleasant, yet confident. He’d make a fine new leader to private Islandres, and in passing Ionia wondered if Adria had re-surfaced just to get a look at him. The two of them would get along splendidly if she did.
Ah, but Aquaria was the Dame of Ischia now, wasn’t she? And there was no use in thinking about a past long gone. Ionia chopped it up to havin’ met this fellow out on the road. He was the cause of her daydreams, her laughter concerning a world she’d grown up in. There wasn’t any sense thinking about going back now after so long away from home. Not when she was headed in the opposite direction.
“Oh, probably the Meadow. Best time of year for it.” She sighs as a way of answering, caught up in a dreamy smile. “Nowhere I haven’t been before. You headed home, then? Back to your ‘Islandres’?” She wonders curiously, holding back the urge to ask him why he wasn’t just flying back there. He looked strapping as a bull fit to fight, and Ionia wondered at the miracle of such a hefty boy getting airborne in the first place, but looks could be deceptive - she knew that.
Anyways, he gets a laugh out of her pretty mouth. Ionia had a laugh like her mother’s - light and enjoyable, but rolling like the waves of the sea she was named after. This stranger had a way about him, for sure. Pleasant, yet confident. He’d make a fine new leader to private Islandres, and in passing Ionia wondered if Adria had re-surfaced just to get a look at him. The two of them would get along splendidly if she did.
Ah, but Aquaria was the Dame of Ischia now, wasn’t she? And there was no use in thinking about a past long gone. Ionia chopped it up to havin’ met this fellow out on the road. He was the cause of her daydreams, her laughter concerning a world she’d grown up in. There wasn’t any sense thinking about going back now after so long away from home. Not when she was headed in the opposite direction.
“Oh, probably the Meadow. Best time of year for it.” She sighs as a way of answering, caught up in a dreamy smile. “Nowhere I haven’t been before. You headed home, then? Back to your ‘Islandres’?” She wonders curiously, holding back the urge to ask him why he wasn’t just flying back there. He looked strapping as a bull fit to fight, and Ionia wondered at the miracle of such a hefty boy getting airborne in the first place, but looks could be deceptive - she knew that.
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