After the chaos at the Riptide Isles ended, Miykael had returned home to the Falls for a much needed break. He is finally cleared of the painful foreign diseases and, if the Earth God is to be believed (and he has no reason to disbelieve him), all of Helovia is free of them as well. So he finally allows himself to have some guilt-free down time. He rests, without leaving the comfort of the Falls but he is always alert. Always searching for anyone in need of help, as is his way. It's second nature, habitual - one that will, someday, run him into the ground.
For a time, everything seemed quiet. Peaceful. Everyone, it seemed, was taking advantage of the sudden lull around Helovia to relax. Instead of accepting it and settling into complacency, he couldn't help but to feel a hint of anxiety swelling deep within his chest. It's too peaceful. Too quiet. Call him a pessimist but this can't and won't last. Miykael is simply biding his time, waiting for the other shoe to drop. Little did he know that some of that peace would be broken this day as he wanders through the trees of his home.
Eliana notices Kaj first. The dark bird had been perched near the tree tops outside of the Falls when the czar came roaring past, flying erratically close to the tree tops. The starry zephyr startles from her perch, diving down into the trees. She soars, agile and quick; weaving through the trees with expert precision. Her pale, silver eyes seek out her bonded and once she pinpoints his golden figure wandering amongst the trees, she moves in to land abruptly upon his withers. Her talons dig into his flesh and her heart throbs almost frantically in her chest. 'Kaj.' she speaks in his mind, her concern clear. 'Not right.' and her final words make him frown.
That's when Kaj yells his name, his voice booming - perhaps to be heard above the roaring of the waterfalls or perhaps to be heard regardless of his position. Either way, the stallion shifts abruptly and his pale blue gaze finds the czar hovering just above the trees. Within moments, Kaj barrels his way down - snapping branches along the way. Concerned, Miykael moves towards him, his gaze looking him over, assessing any damages that might need healing. "Kaj, sir. What's wrong?" he asks, as he brings his blue eyes back to the czar's face. "Where's the fire?" and though the second question is very lightly tinged with humor, he doesn't smile. He merely watches, worry creasing his brow.
And if you close your eyes,
Does it almost feel like
You've been here before? |
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