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[OPEN] My heart isn't home.

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We walked for miles through a long forest before emerging into a wide green meadow, the rusty orb now floating directly above our heads. Occasionally it would hide behind the thin wisps of white and gray, but still it's light stained the earth we walked on with a dead, discomforting color. I am so curious about this place! My mind and eyes keep wandering off, distracted by noises and smells that were so rich and bold. Both of our bodies hummed with life, a soft white light reaching from our souls to reveal our path. I had chosen to follow the young stallion for no other reason than vague familiarity: similar coloring. It was still nice to feel comfortable, even if I would have to fake it. I am tired an groggy, but I continued to follow the swaying tail nearly a bodies-length before me. We moved through Helovia at a comfortable pace, but how much further could we go before we reached the end of the world? Surely it had a boundary?



The girls were no older than half a year; still leggy and uncoordinated on their own small toes. I can remember their beautiful shiny eyes as they nipped at one another, small squeals and snorts filling the marble room. They had my heart already. The Red had left me with them to check on the production rooms where all the good were crafted by the more skilled and trustworthy servants. Just before she left, she tapped my nose softly with her own. "I may be a while, sweet Governess, but I'll be back." she whispered, her breath hot on my small face. Milky eyes blinked rapidly back at her and my heart skipped a beat: just how long would I be watching the girls on my own? But I knew not to question The Red, as she was always good to her word. "What if they get hungry?" I squeaked, my jaw tight in anticipation. "They were just fed, surely they will be fine." I nodded once, a quick bob that I could barely feel as my nerves tensed. With that, she exited the room, her toes making so little noise on the white floor.

When I turned back to face the twins, they looked back at me with excited grins. The youngest still was missing one fang, making her smile look so young and innocent, as a child should appear. They whispered to each other in their mother tongue, which even I could tell was still choppy and developing in their minds, without dropping eye contact with me. Finally, the oldest tip-toed toward me, her bushy tail flopping from side to side. "You play with us?" Her body perked up and her chest poked out as she spoke. Suddenly it seemed like all the tension that just had a vice grip on my throat melted away and a shy smile tugged my dark lips up. "Yeah, I'll play."



A thin layer of moisture blurred my vision before small tears trickled down my short face. My heart was heavy with grief and I didn't expect anyone to understand my pain. I have never had to deal with mourning before, but even when I was in the foulest mood, The Red would offer a listening ear and a warm smile. Very seldom would she ever offer advice, but she would always steer me in the right direction somehow. Without The Royals, how would I ever survive on my own? A sigh rolled through the air in it's own little white wisp, just like the ones in the black space above our heads. "Thank you for your help, sir." My voice, respectful and quiet, seemed to blend in comfortably with our surroundings.

My toes rolled over a stone every other step, the terrain changing beneath our feet before I noticed in the night. The tall, dewy grasses grew shorter and more sparse. We must be so far from our starting point.. how long have we been moving? The smells began to change, and I almost thought that I could smell home for a moment. An invisible smoke lingered in the air, dust and stone replacing the sweet floral scent of the forest. Square jaws flexed silently, my molars grinding in my ears; is this in my head?! Colorless eyes flitted around, a soft orange light illuminating the distance. It looked warm and ready to embrace our bodies, like I could crawl into the colors and nestle my head into it's bosom as I fall into a deep slumber. "Are we going there?" I chirped, my voice more excited than I meant for it to be. Small ears twitched, the light that continuously spilled from my body aiding my poor vision, but most everything was black still. Everything besides Mesec's own highlighted body and the orange glow.


"Speech here."
Ooc: Open to anyone, just let @Mesec reply first please. <3 Also, you can just jump us to the Throat instead of lingering at The Heart if you'd like Sarah. c:


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My heart isn't home. - by Valhalla - 01-14-2016, 06:45 PM
RE: My heart isn't home. - by Mesec - 01-14-2016, 09:35 PM

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