10-29-2020, 06:38 PM
Starsonder rests curled next to Warlight's side, Locheed grazes nearby. She is in the palace between sleep and waking, the soft and dreamy world between worlds. The scents of Tephra color the atmosphere where she wanders, but her eyes only see stars.
She feels the threads of Isilya's destress from this place, and it brings her back to the present. Apricot eyelids flutter open, and the source of what she feels draws her gaze east. Carefully, as not to wake her mother, she stands. Locheed gives her a half-curious glance, then turns her back, and the yearling disappears into the jungle.
She follows the tugging in her heart, knowing she needs to see what is at the end of the invisible trail. She smiles when she sees Tephra's queen, knowing her from her mother's stories and liking her because of them. But when she looks past the pale mare, a cold sweat breaks out across her skin.
She looks up at the gruesome message - there is no doubt in her young mind that this is what this is - and she looks and looks and looks.
She can't look away.
She feels the threads of Isilya's destress from this place, and it brings her back to the present. Apricot eyelids flutter open, and the source of what she feels draws her gaze east. Carefully, as not to wake her mother, she stands. Locheed gives her a half-curious glance, then turns her back, and the yearling disappears into the jungle.
She follows the tugging in her heart, knowing she needs to see what is at the end of the invisible trail. She smiles when she sees Tephra's queen, knowing her from her mother's stories and liking her because of them. But when she looks past the pale mare, a cold sweat breaks out across her skin.
She looks up at the gruesome message - there is no doubt in her young mind that this is what this is - and she looks and looks and looks.
She can't look away.
starsonder