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It felt good to drink myself un-thirsty. It's been a while since I was this calm, relaxed, and it felt good. As I finished, I rose my maw from the river and looked up, closing my eyes to stretch my dark body. Slowly, I stretched out both my wings and moved them for a short while before pulling them close to my bodice again. My head was turned towards my left wing again, and a quiet chuckle escaped my lips as I looked at it. Wings were just a constant reminder of Brighid, my earthy sister, who was obsessed with her own. She had always talked about them, how great they were and how she was so proud to be a pegasus. I frowned. It must've been the ink talking, because I knew what that had done to my beloved, older sisters. It had destroyed them, transformed them into something they weren't. I remember the first time I saw one of my sisters forced into getting a tattoo upon their beautiful, virgin body. It had been Brighid, when I had only been a couple of months old. She was strong already as such a young mare, but they succeeded to tattoo her anyways. Her shoulder would forever be tainted with the light bronze tribal. The year after Brighid, it had been Selene, who had painfully enough been tattoed on her face because she had been too nice.

I even remembered Inanna's words as the slaves hold onto Selene.

"Her face! Ink her face, taint her fluttery heart! Or else she might reject the mark and be forever kind." A sigh escaped my lips. They had been so harsh on her, my wise sister. Her face had been inked with dark grey, jagged lines and curves, though it only enhanced her beauty. That's another thing the tainting did; enhanced one's beauty to unknown levels. And the year after Selene, Persephone had been up next. But she had always been different. I was two years old when my sisters and I lined up to see her tattoo session. She had been wearing a twisted smile upon her maw, enjoying the pain as the slaves slowly pierced her dark neck with blue ink.

I shook my head violently and sighed again. They had waited for too long with me and today, I was so very happy that I never got the tattoo they had chosen for me. Inanna had been joyous about it though - she talked about the tattoo she was going to give me every single day in the castle. It was going to be based with red ink, and it would be upon my face, just like with Selene. "Thank you, sisters, for helping me escape that fate." I whispered to myself, opening my eyes again. I had to find them again. I had to find my beloved sisters and see if the ink had turned them into cold creatures like our Mother yet.

That's when I suddenly noticed someone was actually near me. A white unicorn, with... An extremely unique hairstyle. I tilted my dark head and turned my body slightly to face the horned one, curious yet cautious. In case I needed to escape, I let my wings relax so that the silvery feathers touched the ground underneath me. "Hello?"

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"Talking."
tags // @[Fraub]
wordcount // 551
ooc // Sorry it took so long