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[RANDOM EVENT] sands of time

Huyana Posts: 83
Aurora Basin Scholar
Mare :: Unicorn :: 15 hands :: 7 years Buff: NOVICE
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Cleft hooves clipped against damp stone with strangled blows, quiet and careful despite the stillness of the air which she slid through. Her steps were cautious, measured, ligaments straining through thin skins ease her gait, but it was not her premise of coming which made her nervous—no, these gods did not daunt her. A breath, heavy and humid, was inhaled, sinking into her lungs like lead; she forced herself to take the dark air in, told herself to breath divinity. Where is this mirror?, she wondered, nose thrust forward as she squinted through the darkness. There was nothing more to see than the continued length of the cavern and the narrow path of stone sprawling beyond sight. The sound of her hooves, though soft, made her uneasy as it echoed throughout the tunnel, making it seem as if a thousand others were journeying before her, their spectral steps in tune with her own.

She distracted herself by thinking.

Huyana wondered where her daughter was. That girl grew only more unruly with time, and the thought brought a faint smile to her lips. With every day she only became more beautiful—the blue lady wondered where this loveliness originated from. Sometimes she saw Nepdon in the girl, liquid grace and willowy beauty, and other times she saw Deimos, quiet and solemn, though not without displays of passion, but she could not place from where those eyes came. They were certainly not of her own line, all rain-washed blues, and though they matched Deimos' in brilliance and vibrancy, they bore those strange, bright stains, fitting for a girl who was born in a caul of flowers.

A vague glittering midst the darkness ahead distracted the mare from her thoughts. As she approached it, it soon became clear that this was the mirror she had been searching for. With a mask of grim determination, Huyana faced it and did not see her own face, as if she had never stepped foot in the cavern. Gently, she exhaled. "God of Time," she murmured simply, "your presence is requested." The Haruspex wondered if he would come.



Messages In This Thread
sands of time - by Huyana - 11-23-2013, 09:25 AM
RE: sands of time - by God of the Spark - 12-19-2013, 07:07 PM
RE: sands of time - by Huyana - 12-26-2013, 09:23 AM
RE: sands of time - by God of the Spark - 01-07-2014, 12:41 PM

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