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08-13-2015, 11:20 AM
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Turn the page I need to see something new It was all so familiar he could cry. The paths worn by countless hooves in the snow, the tinge of salt in the cold breeze, the glitter of the setting, every looming evergreen tree casting its shadow upon his back. He breathed deeply in the scent of bark and snow, shadow and starlight and power that once had been so familiar as to cling to his own skin, and that now kindled the spark of nostalgia into a roaring flame in his chest. Lace hesitated there on the border, bittersweet longing and hesitation constricting like a lump of unshed tears in the throat. He wanted to inch closer to Nyx, cling to her side like a foal for comfort and strength and the courage to continue further inwards as had once been his right. Instead he forced himself to stand on his own, relying on nobody but the pale dragon that had disappeared somewhere among the canopy, thrilled beyond words to find herself home again. She had little time for his unspoken worries, but allowed him this single point of contact - like a child clutching his mothers skirts but walking on his own, safer in the knowledge that she was at least there - and Lace accepted it with what little dignity he had left. He looked brave where he stood, teetering just at the forest edge. He kept his head high, the ears pricked, tail aloft and overall looked both casual and composed, but that was just because he had learned the art of keeping up appearances. On the insides he was a sobbing mess, now laughing in delight at the sight and scent and sound of the only place he had ever felt home in, now sobbing helplessly at the memory of times he could never return to. Like the memory of a dream figures stirred in the deep shadows it seemed to him, familiar figures prancing proudly along off to some place where he was not allowed. Friends he used to know, faces he once used to call family. And every tree, every snow-covered rock and log, every star alighting on the darkening horizon screamed of her absence. The mirage, the shadow dragon, the golden queen and her moon-blessed Heart. How would he ever learn to live under these boughs without her? The grullo drew a deep breath, surprised to find that it was quite steady, and glanced at the valkyrie that had led him back to this place. "I really hope you're right" he mumbled to Nyx, betraying his doubts for the first time since they met up in the Threshold forest. "Just remember, this was your idea, okay?" He tried a smile - Lace knew all too well that he had been eager enough to accept her offer. If there was anyone to blame in case this whole thing went down the drain it would be himself. ____________________________________________________ @Nyx , @Mauja  |
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