dropping glasses just to hear them break
She stumbled forth, watching a few others follow her as she trips forth into the light of the Heart, a dim, Frostfall sun shimmering down upon her coat. It felt unnatural to stand in the light after so long in the dark, the heat that befalls her skin is alien, foreign to her. She breathes in the fresh air, pleased to finally taste the clean air, the open area she stands before. Her stars are faint in the light, although still there. She can see her vessel, tripping over dark, lithe pillars, yet still moving with a sort of clumsy grace. The boy's body was slowly growing proportionally, and he was slowly turning into a well mannered being, constantly admiring her shimmering galaxy, her universe.
She crosses the river with much grace, her hooves gliding easily over the water, her footing steady, her expression calm. Her stability does not waver, not even for a heart beat, her practice on the slippery ice of the Basin aiding her as she travels over the waters. Finding herself back in the wooded lands, she continues on, taking in the sight of snow covered trees and the glimmering sky. Upon her travels she finds a large dome-like structure, frame work appearing as white stone, old as time. Curtains fall over the entrance of the building, a curious touch spreading through the Silverhorn as she marvels at it, in complete awe at the structure. Surely it was much prettier in the spring, when flowers blossomed and the sun shone down upon them in a brighter manner. Stepping forth, she takes a deep breathe in.
"talk talk talk"
@[Africa] <33 hope its ok i made the thread here/now