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07-29-2014, 08:05 PM
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The transformation was awkward and graceless, leaving her laboring to keep up with the others. She did not struggle, precisely - she managed to keep herself aloft and continue to move in the same direction as all the others - but she was slow, too slow. Panic rose in her throat, not because she feared falling, but because she had always been lithe and graceful, and how was she to avoid any incoming threats in her current predicament? Her instinct told her that the gods would not allow anything to come between the competitors and the race, but she also knew that she had been wrong before. Surely, surely, she was simply adjusting poorly to the change and not actually in danger? Astraeus fluttered nearby, hovering anxiously as he tried to process the fear in his bonded. He flew forward for only a few yards before circling around again, as though encouraging her onward; and with his guidance, she began to feel more confident. Her tiny wings flapped more forcefully, her oddly furred body moved less cautiously forward. Her progress was still small - the others still seemed to pull further and further ahead - but at least she was moving forward, albeit slowly. The next ring loomed ahead, and as she neared, she was emboldened by the pureness of its beauty. Fireflies hovered in a perfect circle, their glow enhanced by either the magical surroundings or the gods' magics. Never had she seen their light so steady, and for a moment, it entranced her. Still, she did not slow as she passed through them, though she did spare them a passing glance before she looked forward again, equally disheartened by the space between herself and the others and excited by her newfound confidence in this new (though hopefully not permanent) body. "Talk talk talk." @[name] |
| Sohalia Don't wanna leave this life knowing I barely tried... |
