.svg/2000px-Google_Chrome_icon_(2011).svg.png){kind=icon}
the aurelight
Why he hadn't accepted further healing from the two Basin mares, Kaj didn't know. He had no companion to scold and push him to accept it, no mate at home waiting that he wouldn't want to scare with the gore of his leg. A solitary soul, meaningless in the grand scheme of things. It hurt, far more than anything else Kaj had ever experienced. He'd injured his legs before, had limped and gingerly touched his hooves upon the earth as he walked, but even that was an impossibility at this stage. He was grateful to the two mares who'd gone to his aid so willingly, and he made a mental note to take a trip up to the Basin to express that gratitude. Either in person or as a Falls Czar. That would have to come far later, however. Especially if the upheaval in Helovia was anything to go by.
Walking was beyond him. The agony was too much to bear, even the lightest of jostling seemed to rip through him like bloodied lightning, causing his head to swim and his eyes to water against the pain. Flight had been the only other option, and though his legs were mostly motionless especially in comparison to walking, the winds still stirred him restlessly. Kaj honestly didn't remember the journey to the Falls, and it was truly miraculous that he'd managed to end up there in the end. His directional abilities were shot, and the boils on his skin only furthered his pain. He was mindless, having succumbed to the agony and the slow deadening numbness that leeched up his shoulder in a distinctly terrifying manner.
He wondered if this was how he'd die, and was not entirely bothered by the thought.
His landing was one of his harshest, and even his newly-flighted past colt self could have done better. Kaj choked on a thick, wounded noise as he half-collapsed against a tree, wing scraping against the bark and injured leg held straight but shaking, off the ground beside him at an awkward angle. His lungs and heart burned with exertion, body trembling with shock as his senses became numbed and slid into oblivion. With numb lips he forced two names past his teeth, knowing if he didn't he'd likely not make it any farther.
"ARCHIBALD! RESPLENDENCE!"
credit bronzehalo
Please only tag starting posts, spars, and threads collecting dust!
Plot with me here!
