[O] Illumination [Lace, Open] - Printable Version +- HELOVIA || The Way to the Sun (http://helovia.com) +-- Forum: Out of Character (http://helovia.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=1) +--- Forum: Archives (http://helovia.com/forumdisplay.php?fid=11) +--- Thread: [O] Illumination [Lace, Open] (/showthread.php?tid=11206) |
||||
Illumination [Lace, Open] - Israfel - 12-05-2013
RE: Illumination [Lace, Open] - Lace - 12-06-2013 He had risen well before dawn for several days in a row now. It seemed to become a habit, or perhaps a sign of restlessness. Life under the trees of the Edge was much different from the uneasy existence led in the wildlands, and it took time to adjust to it. Lace wasn't actually sure that he wanted to get used to the peaceful lull of leaf and wave, of the gentle caress of mellow winds and water trickling sweet and cool between the roots of the trees. It felt dangerous, as though getting settled would bring trouble he wasn't prepared to deal with. Rather, he wouldn't be ready to deal with any kind of trouble if he let the peace of the forest soften him, and so he welcomed the early rise and made the most of it. Strictly speaking it wasn't necessary to patrol the borders anymore, but Lace didn't trust the illusion of safety the wall brought to the herd. It was an aid in the defense of their home, a way to focus any eventual attacks to certain points - but it wasn't, and couldn't be allowed to become, the only means of protection they had. He checked the stretches of towering glass religiously, starting each day by running along the border to check for cracks, imperfections, anything at all that could become a weakness. Kahlua had done her job well though, and as usual there was nothing to find. This morning the gold-back had managed a quarter of the distance around the borders when a voice cut through the stillness, soft and so familiar that a smile automatically crept across his lips. Picking up the pace from the usual steady trot to a flowing canter the grullo hurried along, weaving through the trees until a small clearing showed him the owner of the lilting tune. "Isra!" he called happily and broke off to a walk, approaching her from the side with prancing steps that set the mist swirling around the legs. A cob-webbed nose reached out as a welcoming hum vibrated through the chest, huffing warm air towards her in a greeting. "It's been so long, I haven't seen you since the Evernight. How have you been, and where have you been? By the Moon it's good to see you again!" the stallion laughed and moved to tug playfully at a lock of the ivory mane, sidling in next to her with a smile warming the gaze of the golden eyes. They swept across her frame in silent admiration, appreciating the effect time had on her; not much was left of the lanky foal he had greeted to the world, he found himself standing next to a beautiful young mare now. And yet, there was no doubt that it was Israfel. She was one of a kind, he knew no one else with such perfectly white coat or such shimmering golden lacing across the folded wings. Just standing next to her seemed to make the day grow brighter; very fitting for a daughter of the sun, indeed. Dim vales- and shadowy floods- And cloudy-looking woods, Whose forms we can't discover For the tears that drip all over! Huge moons there wax and wane- Again- again- again- RE: Illumination [Lace, Open] - Israfel - 12-12-2013
RE: Illumination [Lace, Open] - Lace - 01-12-2014 The warm smile that arched the sooted lips of the stallion earned a slightly amused look too it as the young mare set loose a torrent of words upon him. He listened with patience, truly intrigued by her discovery but even more delighted to simply get a chance of staying next to her - it was a rare treat, because neither of them seemed to be souls made for lingering in one place for too long. His own penchant for roaming was well known, and it seemed that Isra was well on her way of developing a taste for adventure herself. It worried the grullo somewhat, knowing how many dangers a pretty young girl could stumble into... At the same time he had neither right nor wish to hold her back, if wandering was what she wanted. "I must have missed it" he responded good-naturedly as the white girl interrupted herself. "You will have to show it to me sometime, the way you describe it that cave sounds both beautiful and handy to have in a pinch. " He turned his head and lipped the ivory coat of her neck in a rather fatherly manner, strictly reserved for the few children he had come to think of as family. "As for me, I'm more than well. It has been a calm summer, I think we all have gotten a chance to relax and recover... Perhaps you have heard of it during your travels, but we had to fend off an attempted invasion this spring. Everyone's fine though, and we were able to stave it off without problem." He gave her a thoughtful look as he spoke, though the smile remained on his face to take the edge off of the news - if she hadn't known it could come as quite the shock, to hear that the childhood home had been in danger once again. "Your mother and Zaffre are well, as far as I know. I haven't seen her in a while, she's probably been busy stocking up on herbs or something similar." The WildRose was almost as elusive and hard to find as Rishima and Helena these days. Sometimes he wondered whether they got swallowed by the mists at times - the Edge was a big forest, but even so it shouldn't be possible to disappear that completely. @[Israfel] Dim vales- and shadowy floods- And cloudy-looking woods, Whose forms we can't discover For the tears that drip all over! Huge moons there wax and wane- Again- again- again- |