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Unchained - Persephone - 07-14-2016 this old world has brought me pain but there's hope for me again I am not much of a wanderer, but I am glad that I have ventured into Helovia to find this place. Light flickers atop the waters of the river, whose gentle waves have been stirred by the wind. The myriad leaves overhead turn the world beneath their shade a vague tint of green. Bushes filled with beautiful white flowers sprout nearby - hydrangea, I believe they are called - and I wonder if they will stay that color. In my homeland, hydrangea bushes were present in varying shades of pink and blue. I have not yet seen enough of this land to know if the same will hold true. I stand in the shade of the Ancient Rotunda, the focal point of the area and the reason for my visit. Great marble pillars extend above me, holding a wrought iron design of vines and leaves in an arch at the top of the structure. Stained glass is fixed beautifully within the metal design, covering the stone floor of the rotunda in ever-shifting colors and shades. At every entrance, long, flowing drapes wave gently in the breeze, coaxing in weary travelers and curious adventurers alike. It is beautiful. I am alone and at peace, something that could not be said for me at any other point of time since my arrival in Helovia. Birds sing happily in the branches overhead as the brook chuckles cheerfully alongside the structure in which I have taken shelter. Even the heat of Tallsun seems unable to permeate the area. I step outside, basking in the calm that surrounds me before I lower my head to graze. The greenest part of the grass I carefully pull up at the roots and set aside, laying the offering at the base of a large willow tree. It seems like a fitting place to leave my tribute to the gods. Bowing my head, I pray. I pray for peace. I pray for happiness. I pray for courage. But most of all, I pray for the ability to be useful, to find a place in my herd and family where I can truly belong. With that done, I am free to eat in peace, and so I set about my lunch, carefully nudging each mouthful of grass twice before ingesting it. "Persephone speaks." Persephone @Leif, if you want, and anyone else is welcome! I would like this to move along fairly quickly - I want Persephone to discover her kitsune egg here! :3 RE: Unchained - Leif - 07-19-2016
@Persephone <3 RE: Unchained - Persephone - 08-06-2016 this old world has brought me pain but there's hope for me again I am enjoying my meal, carefully tearing up blades of grass at the roots before dropping them to inspect them. It is a remnant of my days within the Rift, living at my father's beck and call - so often was I called upon to reanimate the dead that I cannot quite believe that the power did not follow me here. Each time I graze, I must test myself, make sure that what is dead will stay that way. The grass is an excellent subject, for it cannot rise against me if it were to come back to life. It cannot attack me, or anyone else, as my father's zombies were so wont to do. As always, with each touch, the grass remains limp and still; as always, I breathe a sigh of relief. My past cannot follow me here, cannot haunt me - and every day I pray that it will stay that way. A rustle of leaves catches my attention and I raise my head, pausing with a mouthful of grass still between my teeth. Small shoots stick out the side of my mouth as I scan the area, the sunlight reflecting off of my pelt and shimmering through my glassy horn. From a small copse of trees across the way, I can see a brilliant white elk staring out at me. He is an impressive specimen, so unlike the smaller deer that wander throughout Helovia: he is tall and broad, with massive antlers that span far to either side of his head. For a moment, I think that he is just another animal passing through, no doubt as startled to see me as I him. But then he speaks with a low, gentle voice, and I blink with surprise. "Oh!" I exclaim softly before I can stop myself, amazed and intrigued (and perhaps a bit afraid) to be confronted by such unique company. It takes me mere seconds to gather my thoughts and my surprise, smiling kindly at the stranger after swallowing the mouthful of grass. His horns scare me - they would be most painful if turned against me - but he does not seem threatening. Indeed, he has barely even approached me yet, choosing instead to ask permission first. The good manners surprise me in an entirely different way, encouraging me to gather my courage and beckon him closer with a quick swing of my horn. "Please do join me, good sir," I offer by way of invitation. "It is no interruption. I will be glad for the company." It is a bit of a white lie - I was perfectly content to graze alone - but his presence does not make me unhappy. Indeed, perhaps he will prove an interesting friend to have. "Persephone speaks." Persephone @Leif - wow, said I wanted this to move quickly then took forever and a day to respond. Good job self. RE: Unchained - Leif - 08-11-2016
@Persephone - Sorry for the wait. ;-; RE: Unchained - Persephone - 08-25-2016 this old world has brought me pain but there's hope for me again My smile seems to draw the brilliant stag closer, coaxing a smile to his unique face. I am entranced by both the beauty and the bulk of him; though we are of a height, he is wider and more muscular than I. If he were an equine stallion, I would no doubt be frightened, timid and afraid to be alone with him. But he is an elk, and there is something calming about him that leaves me curious rather than nervous. He walks slowly towards me, and I giggle softly when he calls me a doe. It is clearly meant to be a polite greeting, and though it strikes me as strange to be referred to in such a manner, I cannot say that it bothers me. In fact, I find the title rather pleasing, almost as though it is a special moniker that he has bestowed upon me and only me. It's rather silly of me, but it puts me even more at ease. His words are slow and purposeful, as though he measures the worth of each one before allowing it to pass his lips. "I am fairly new to Helovia as well, kind sir," I admit softly, an almost sheepish smile upon my maw. "My herd-mates told me of this place. They called it the Ancient Rotunda, and promised me that it would be a masterpiece to behold." I paused, glancing about at the almost magical structure. Its many hues dance across the marbled floor, the metal work casting intricate shadows within. "They did not lie." My attention returns to the stag, who has taken a polite mouthful of grass. I do the same, not wishing to be rude by watching him as he eats. The tuft of greenery cuts easily, and I set it down to nudge it (just to be sure, you never can tell with these things) before consuming it with a dainty swallow. The elk's voice catches my attention and I look to him, my head raising from its proximity to the ground. My head tilts to the side in almost puzzled consideration of his words. Again, a girlish, pleased giggle escapes me. "Oh, you are too kind!" I chide. "There are many Helovians who are prettier than I." Even as I denied the compliment, it warmed me to hear all the same. "But no, I am not; I fell through the Rifts. It's... well, I suppose it's been many moons since, hasn't it?" I muse, almost to myself. How long has it been since I left my homeland, escaped my father's evil ways? "I was trying to leave my homeland, but I wasn't planning on ending up quite so far away." It is almost rueful, the way I speak of it; but in truth, I could not be happier to be out of my father's clutches, without the magic that he had abused so horribly. "I am happy here, though. It is not what I expected it to be, but I am pleased to have made a home within its borders. From what land do you hail, dear sir?" "Persephone speaks." Persephone @Leif - says I want this to move quickly, takes ten years to respond. A+ for me. |