A gentle, delicate sounds can be heard as she lays, crumpled and defeated upon the floor. One would assume the angels are weeping, the way it sounds, a chorus of tears streaming down her ebony cheeks, leaving darkened paths as she buries the left side of her face in her vessel's fur. He presses his cold nose to her forehead, large ears flickering backwards as he listens to her sob.

Why hadn't I told him... These words fall short of her trembling lips, too afraid to speak it aloud. She gazes at the little stars, dancing about her muzzle, a soft smile befalling her coal covered lips. She swears she can see her Knight, standing there before her, a gentle smile upon his lips. She swears she can smell him, sweet as spring, as fresh as grass cut by a blade. Oh, her heart yearns for him, wishes to see him standing there truly, grullo coat and pearl horn.

She continues to weep in the darkness, only her stars to brighten the area. She raises her head, listening to clatter of stones. Brown auds flicker, eager emeralds searching for someone to meet. Standing upon unsteady legs, she takes a step forth, wobbling like a newborn childe. Her vessel moves swiftly to try and save her from toppling, but is only pushed along by her weight. They stumble down a corridor, finding themselves entangled before a mass of crystal.

Kicking out with his little hind legs, the vessel is able to push himself away from his still weeping bonded. She feels alone now, despite her bonded standing beside her, she feels... empty within. Trembling as she stands, head hanging low as though its too heavy for her neck to hold high.

The sights that greet her eyes pull tears to her eyes, rivers to surround her glittering emeralds. The wall before her shimmers before her, sparkling in the light of her sky, planets dancing before her very eyes. Taking a deep, heavy inhale, she holds herself higher, striding towards the mouth of the glittering maze. She's hesitant to continue, thinking of the things that could happen to her if she entered these twisting, winding tunnels of beauty. Whip curls about her hocks, a winding, slithering snake wrapping itself around her left leg. She takes several deep, taxing breathes, trying to clear her mind of..

She cuts herself short of his name, swallowing as though she had consumed a rock, which has fallen to her gut, pulling her down. She drags herself towards the crystal, using it to support her weakened frame. Shadows inch forward as her heart dims, rivers still flowing strong, emeralds unable to hold back crystalline drops. She lets out a screech, something one wouldn't think of her to do, something that leaves the blood curling and the bones eroding. This scream, this cry of pain, leaves her slumped against a wall, legs curled beneath her and a small, ashen body laying before her. Ebony ears fall back as the sound hits her again, echoing on for another few heartbeats before it all fades.

"Talk talk talk"
[not my prettiest ; u ;
@[Carnesîr]
edit: wrong account .-.]