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She had done it. Ventured out of the protection that was the world's edge. It was exhilarating, all new things, flavors, colors, lives, that the silver soaked in each chrome the world of Helovia offered her. At the same time, she felt bare, naked in this world that was not her home. The world of blue skies and strange weathers. This one, was cold, a feeling she had only ever read about in the libraries of Isisi, the absence of heat it was called. How strange it was, these feelings that this place brought to her. Katerina could feel the spin of gears as her eyes and mind scattered about, focusing and lapping up too many things at once. She did not feel overwhelmed though, but merely surprised with how different and alike the two nations were. Where all nations so different, so similar? Did the equine race show patterns?
The sound of water broke her away from her unanswerable questions, ears tipping forward as she broke through the wilds into a sanded place. The terrain felt cool under her daggers, each step melting into the sands as if she was just a part of it rather then separate. Her eyes then followed the soft footing to a beautiful scene of crashing waves. The silver was instantly awed, watching with stunned eyes as the waves gathered, fell, and repeated, the process so calming. The water was crystalline and azure, contrasting against the translucent silver, clear, waters of her home. It was beautiful though, to see such colors weaved in the landscape of Helovia. Her roaring mind slowed then, a relieving sigh escaping her as she let the serenity of the ocean tide soothe the thoughts of exploration.
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"Talk."
I need another story, one to get of my chest
