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[OPEN] Fireflies

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Outcast atk: 5.5 | def: 11 | dam: 6.5
Stallion :: Unicorn :: 16.2 hh :: Eight HP: 77 | Buff: ENDURE
Haldir :: Common Cerndyr :: Dark Mist Hawk
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The journey to the hot springs had brought more peaceful of a slumber to his bonded, but the golden’s small deer still dragged his hooves. As annoyed as the golden was he could not lie the feeling still lingered in his breast as well. Though his world was ever so quick paint over painful pictures, even these were taking longer. The lies of his life had been so rupture it took a while to piece them together again. Had he thought much of the small girl? He stood by what he had said earlier, she was strong. His heart still shuttered in its broken form to think of a babe, but it was washing it, like a sickness out, as distance grew between him and the moment. What of the damsel?

The small hawk charm still dangled at the center of his chest. He had never taken it off. The damsel had been the focus of his attempts to forget. He was realizing it was harder to do than say. While he desired forget completely the world her touch brought him back into, he could not. It wrestled with him. Especially the hawk charm about his neck reminded him of those moments, and made it worse, but he had not taken if off. For now, it had been his policy, in the quiet moments of thought when these images arose to growl upon them and turn to what he knew better.

Stealth. Stealing. Lies. Manipulations. Calculations. It had been long, since the gold had remembered his plans worm under the Basin’s skin only to burst out. He had grown into an unusual feeling. He was comfortable. So far there had been no need, nor opportunity to truly expose the place to the dangers of having him on board. Even now his plans were lukewarm, and weak. It frustrated him a great deal to feel himself becoming ‘loyal’-ick the thought of the word. So must conversations within him on this topic resolved in affirmations that he was doing all he was because he wanted to, and not by some higher up’s command. It was pathetic, but it worked.

Such tricks did not work for Haldir, his little frame still hung heavy. He had not the years to rationalize things, nor the skill to lie to himself. And it pestered the gold to keep the deer with him in such state. So they were out again. The golden pulling the deer from his slumber at dusk. The had travelled through the pines as the sun set, and now came to the edge of the Basin’s walls again, past the sentinels then to the right of the Arch. Here the trees fell away, and a dark cloudless moonless night showed overhead. It was elenath [stars] and Garoelenath [Holder of the Stars/Mountains]. The gold was taking the small deer along a hidden path, as the dusk began to finally settle into night and the stars grow more numerous. Up the little trail leads them, till the golden stops. He has found what he seeks so he looks back, waiting for the little deer to look up.

Haldir bumps into the leg of his bonded, his eyes never having looked up. He did not even see the starts above them. Now he stops, jerking awake to look at why they stopped. There two feet beyond was a small floating pink light. The dark deer’s ears lift at the light, pale eyes widen at the sight. His curiosity was just as strong as ever. It only needed a reason to overcome his weariness of the world. Slowly he steps in front of the gold watching the light. The small pink light flutters, moving back, but then holding. The small deer sees the maker of the light to be a little flying firefly. For the first time in a week his little lips curl up into a grin.

The gold moves up to join the deer, his heart feeling once more the lighter, warmer soul he knew to be his bonded. He of course is without recognition outwardly. His earth eyes only watch. He himself though, brought up in the culture he was, could not help but feel his own cracked being, softling under their glow, and to see fireflies on the path. Now with the gold coming up the small pink light goes out. The deer looks most dismayed, and looking back to the gold he panics. But the gold only pushes him forward, and when the deer looks back, his grin and light heart are soundly renewed to see not one but two fireflies, a small blue light, and small green. Kicking up his heels for the first time in ages the small deer charges forth towards them, the golden follows, unable to hide the curl of his lip.

Up the path Haldir runs after the multicolor fireflies as they grow more numerous. At last the path twists, turning back out onto a grassy plateau, seared off into a cliff of the mountain. Here he stops, dumbfounded. Hundreds of fireflies danced low about the grasses, and out beyond the cliff, was the lake and mountains. Most importantly of all, Haldir finally looked up at the stars. His elenath. The golden comes from the path to see his small deer sitting amid the fireflies staring up at the sky. He too finds himself caught in the brilliance of it tonight.

Then it explodes. The dark sky like tears ripping open, strikes with yellows, oranges, and reds. The Aurora Borealis erupting across the valley. Haldir’s little body can not contain the light and energy the sight pumped through him. The small dark deer leapt up from his spot and in twists and turns began to frolic about the fireflies, who looked like small mirrors to the sky. Such moods of his companion were not the golden’s favorite. He preferred calmer creature, who did not frolic. But, he could not bring himself to stop it for it was at least better than having the thing drag him down. So he stands, looking out over the scene at ease with Haldir a light of life again.


OOC :: @[Knox], this is like a little trail just after the Arch but before the sentinels. And once again I cry for the shame of writing a novel. ;-;
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Wardrobe:: golden cloak, circlet, hawk necklace, satchel (invisibility cloak, dagger, polearm)
Identities:: Ampere, Cashmere
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Messages In This Thread
Fireflies - by Thranduil - 05-21-2015, 09:34 AM
RE: Fireflies - by Knox - 06-05-2015, 07:58 PM
RE: Fireflies - by Ki'irha - 06-05-2015, 11:07 PM
RE: Fireflies - by Enna - 06-06-2015, 03:00 PM
RE: Fireflies - by Thranduil - 06-14-2015, 11:56 PM

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