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Naerys Posts: 86
World's Edge Sleuth atk: 7 | def: 10 | dam: 4
Mare :: Pegasus :: 16.1 :: 3 :: Tallsun HP: 65.5 | Buff: NOVICE
Petyr :: Bornean Green Magpie :: Ashen Rottie
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10-15-2015, 11:24 AM (This post was last modified: 10-29-2015, 09:01 PM by Naerys.)
WE HELD TOGETHER THE FRAGILE SKY TO KEEP OUR WAY OF LIFE

Naerys couldn't go home, not like this, but where else could she go? Teal eyes watch the crowd gathering around the fallen mare but she can't bring herself to join them, not even to offer her condolences. What good would it do, anyway? Sorry couldn't bring the girl's mother back. A soft sigh escapes her nostrils, her breath warm despite the chill in her soul stemming, perhaps, from the crocodile blood staining her previously white knees. She feels useless, stuck, and endlessly disappointed in the way everything in this forsaken place had turned out. Worst of all, she felt stupid and careless. Mother wouldn't be proud, not even if she had returned with some fantastic prize.

Sparing one last glance at the bed of passionflowers growing around her hooves, she turns and walks further down the beach. Her progress is slow, the stiffness in her knees causing her to limp and subsequently stumble over her own hooves. Still, she presses on, putting as much distance between her and the crowd as she can. That's when things start to change. The light here seems to grow more intense than she remembered it to be. She'd once found it to be pleasant, a beautiful sort of heavenly place despite the blood and gore now staining it's surface. Now, it seems too bright. Every ounce of light being reflected back up at her from the sand and water below her hooves seems to sear into her eyes. And it hurts. She sucks in a sharp breath and squeezes her eyes shut as hard as she can.

But that doesn't fix it. It doesn't fix anything.

The pain slams into her head, sharp and biting, and for a second she hoped that maybe her head would just explode - effectively ending her dilemma. She fumbles, falling to her stiff knees. The sand is rough against the already tender flesh of her knees but any pain from that is easily overshadowed by the headache pulsating in her brain. Naerys surrenders to the pain, lowering her hind end to lay in the mirrored surface. Something trickles from her ears, tickling her but she can't pry her eyes open - the brightness of the light shining through her lids is awful enough. In agony, the girl screams. Brief and sharp, it pierces her ears and momentarily intensifies the throbbing in her skull. Panic seizes her dainty chest and though she longs for the shadows back home, she is frozen to the spot. Unable to move, unable to think. Would anyone notice? Would anyone care?

It hurts.
Oh, how it hurts.

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Note; This is set before the Riptide Isles section of the SWP, so she technically has HFH. Seriously, anyone? xD I really would rather not just delete it.

IN YOUR HEART SHALL BURN AN UNQUENCHABLE FLAME

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Make it rain [anyone] - by Naerys - 10-15-2015, 11:24 AM
RE: Make it rain [anyone] - by Blu - 12-01-2015, 10:13 PM
RE: Make it rain [anyone] - by Agnodice - 12-01-2015, 11:34 PM

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