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[OPEN] Until the sun comes up

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Stallion :: Pegasus :: 17hh :: 11 :: Birdsong
Eliana :: Common Zephyr :: Roc Rottie
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He reassured their minds by his serenity.
His countenance, wherein his soul was visible,
expressed contempt for danger.


Though night is just receding, fading out as the light of day creeps in, the air is already warming and the humidity leaves the atmosphere muggy. Stars seem to blink out of view, insects seem to quiet from their night-time songs though the Falls are hardly silent. The birds are waking, twittering and chirping their delight at the new day. In the background, a constant in an ever-changing world, is the gentle crashing and splashing of the waterfalls.

A new dawn. A new day.
Another disease. Another day spent healing the sick.

Yet this is what he lives for. The dunskin paint continues to comb through the Falls, eyes carefully looking over each and every being for signs of illness; one of which had a distinct and obvious presentation that his magic could cure. The newest disease, however, is much more difficult to discern at first glance with many of its symptoms manifesting internally. He, himself, suffers from the latter but his search for the cure isn't for himself. It's for the herd or, perhaps more accurately, for all of Helovia. With his massive wings tucked and folded neatly at his sides, he shifts into an easy trot and wanders the well-worn paths scattered throughout the territory.

So far, things are fairly quiet, even his companion has chosen to sit in her favorite tree to simply rest. Miykael relishes in the relative calm, taking full advantage of this moment of lessened burden to relax as much as he could with a nasty headache incessantly beating against his skull and a strange light sensitivity that had him squinting against the sharp rays of the dawning sun. At seemingly random intervals blood trickles from his ears, so far the only outwardly recognizable sign of this new disease. At the moment, old blood merely coats the hair beneath his ears - dark and crusty against his softer golden tones. The irritation value over the pain is quite large, though it does little to deter him from his course. Blue eyes, though pained, keep searching for those he can heal.


M I Y K A E L
HEALER OF THE HIDDEN FALLS


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@Brisa, @Aeolus, and anyone else needing healing. :D
(I can also make another one for you, Nickel, so you don't have to put both of them in here. Or we could do them in shifts? Up to you!)
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icon base: Bronzehalo :: from Nickel <3

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Until the sun comes up - by Miykael - 10-19-2015, 12:32 AM
RE: Until the sun comes up - by Brisa - 10-19-2015, 06:55 PM
RE: Until the sun comes up - by Miykael - 10-22-2015, 12:21 AM
RE: Until the sun comes up - by Brisa - 10-22-2015, 01:16 AM

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