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And now I'm escaping the Falls for entirely different reasons. First, it was to escape the new recruits, to avoid the responsibilities. And now it's to escape December and the emotions that accompany her. The garbled, flip flop emotions that occur for the two of us when we're together leave me confused and jumbled. Sadness, hurt, regret, guilt, anger. My friend? I don't even know what to think about her, that's for sure. General confusion is how I think of her. All the confusion and uncertainty about social norms and protocol and what's right. So now I escape to.... the Deep Forest. I walk in silence, trying to not think. Damaris walks alongside me, her mind also silent. We are both exhausted emotionally, psychologically, from our last encounter with her, and neither of us is ready for that struggle again.
But of course Helovia is quite populated, and I'm not surprised that I run into another citizen soon. I come upon a stream, making more sound than I, and across it a mare. Is she familiar? I don't know. Maybe. In the shadows of the trees I'm invisible, and I watch as she turns the water around her muzzle to ice. 'Ice magic.' I wonder if it is similar to Elsa's ice and snow magic. It may be naive to think that all elemental magic is the same. Just like my earth magic is not the same as Midas's earth magic.
A stallion appears just as the crystallized water fades back to its original form. 'Is that your magic?' He had seen it too, wondered at it. My curiosity is perhaps more idle, more distant than his. Magic does not faze me much, except for the things that I have never seen before, the anomalies of the magic world. I step out from the shadows and stand across the stream from them, around six yard separating us. Damaris moves out to the water and begins to drink, not acknowledging the others. "Ice magic. A great gift." My voice lacks in emotion, and it's more observation than any sort of commentary. All the emotions are exhausted inside of me, so I will not be contributing in that way.
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Tag: @[Rhea]
But of course Helovia is quite populated, and I'm not surprised that I run into another citizen soon. I come upon a stream, making more sound than I, and across it a mare. Is she familiar? I don't know. Maybe. In the shadows of the trees I'm invisible, and I watch as she turns the water around her muzzle to ice. 'Ice magic.' I wonder if it is similar to Elsa's ice and snow magic. It may be naive to think that all elemental magic is the same. Just like my earth magic is not the same as Midas's earth magic.
A stallion appears just as the crystallized water fades back to its original form. 'Is that your magic?' He had seen it too, wondered at it. My curiosity is perhaps more idle, more distant than his. Magic does not faze me much, except for the things that I have never seen before, the anomalies of the magic world. I step out from the shadows and stand across the stream from them, around six yard separating us. Damaris moves out to the water and begins to drink, not acknowledging the others. "Ice magic. A great gift." My voice lacks in emotion, and it's more observation than any sort of commentary. All the emotions are exhausted inside of me, so I will not be contributing in that way.
Tag: @[Rhea]
Rostislav
more than a drunken fool
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