.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
12-10-2014, 02:33 AM
|
Resplendence
it's what you feel but can't articulate outloud The fog had become her friend these past few years. It seemed to offer her a little bit of strength. Why, she wasn't sure. Maybe it was because the fog seemed to hide her. Maybe it was because it wrapped around her like a security blanket. Maybe it was because it had been there when she had needed it the most during the invasion. Maybe because it was a sign of home. She wasn't exactly sure why it mattered that the fog was there, but for some reason it did. Resplendence moved through the fog in precise fashions, carefully ensuring that she did not make a noise. She didn't want to be found, not yet at least. So she tried her hardest not to be. Valiance took to the skies, just above the layer of fog and kept watch around them. Nothing was safe anymore, that much h seemed to know for sure. At least, nothing was safe to Resplendence anymore. She wanted to have Quilyan again. She needed to find him. She needed to make sure that he was okay. Then, and only then, would things even begin to resemble something that had a sense of safety. She keeps moving, her mind glazed over, until she can't force herself to move anymore. Her frame emerges from the fog that wrapped around her like a blanket, and then she stops. Her head curls down a little bit, maw brushing against the heart pendant that was in its snug place around her neck, resting against her chest. Tears, maybe that's what they are, begin to brim around her eyes. Yet, she doesn't seem to notice the painted, pegasus foal before her. "Smaller... Quilyan..." he announces as he takes his place a top her poll. She jerks, her eyes scanning for a second until she sees actually takes in the pegasus standing right there. "Sorry!" she stutters, fumbling to even gather that word before beginning to careen backwards. Wings. There were wings. She hadn't really ever believed Kaj completely when he had explained that all wings are soft. No. She only believed some wings were soft. And, for the moment, even this young things wings were not safe to be around. God, why couldn't she be brave? Maybe if she was brave she'd be able to find Quilyan. |
