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E r t h ë
"And now I wish to God that The earth would turn cold
And my heart would forget it's made of glass"
And my heart would forget it's made of glass"
The heat was intense. Everywhere the air shimmered and swayed, weaving mirages and creating a sensation of being out at sea. Splashing water left her thin feathers stiff and bristly with salt. Thirst burned in her throat; the white filly had forgotten how long she had stood there, staring at the dark spot where the illusion of never-ending sky shattered. Sweat trickled down her neck and barrel in thin rivulets, like ice melting under harsh sunlight.
She scratched absently at a chafe under the wing where the heavy bow rubbed her skin raw, and then continued to stare. Blinking made her eyes sting and burn too, but Erthë welcomed the pain. It was better than the numb state of disbelief she had been in for the past days, where all she could do was follow orders. Eat, sleep, go here, do this. Nothing mattered, because her mother was dead.
There, alone, out on the wide stretched salt-panes.
An impulse had made her take on the long journey south from the Basin, where her father now must be making the last arrangements to leave. They were moving, apparently, though she couldn't recall where or why. It didn't matter. As long as she could be with her father it was alright; he was everything she had now, all that was left.
This god-forsaken land had taken it from her, and she didn't even have the courage to walk up to her mother's corpse and look at her one last time.
Something, a flash of movement, made her turn her head in another direction. Someone was walking out there, in the shimmering haze. Squinting she tried to see who it was, but the light was too sharp; it gave her a blistering headache and rubbed the sensitive skin raw, making her nose flake and blister. Erthë thought she must look like one of the scaly lizards that sometimes darted about outside the Heart Caves.
Ah. But that didn't matter either.
"And all the pretty tulips would disappear
And never disturb me again"
And never disturb me again"
@Aeolus - uuuh so sorry for the apathy; she might not be the most fun playmate around atm. ^^;
@Random Event - because GLL and HFH >.<
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