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02-06-2016, 01:36 PM
to hold all the promise of blue-velvet dark and stars Frostfall had arrived bringing a flurry of new snow to an already whitewashed north. Aisling had never minded the cold, she was a sturdy little thing and her white coat was now a thick blanket of fluff that kept her comfortable and happy, but all the same with no true ties to keep her she was free to wander south for a respite when she chose. Perhaps she'd not alway wander so far, that Johnny lad was growing on her, sweet as he was and perhaps soon enough that would be reason enough to stay, but she was wary. Her own feelings were an easily won thing, she knew that; she'd let herself tumble head over heels for Finn only to have him disappear and so this time she tried to guard her heart against the charms of a charming little stallion. But oh, he was ever so charming. The sunny salt flats were a welcome distraction, and she'd become quite skilled at distracting herself as of late. Perhaps it was not as warm here as it had been when the lad had appeared at the height of Tallsun but the magic of landscapes was no less awe-inspiring. Here the the sea and the earth and the sky where one, with no barrier between, stretching uninterrupted into the eternal horiz…No, not uninterrupted, the faerie saw, for to the east a little gathering had begun to form. Not one to let her curiosity go un-indulged, Aisling made her way towards the disturbance with more quickness than caution. She thought it ws an odd group but what had called them together was stranger still. The little mare stood with the rest, next to the colt she had met in the forrest, and watched the funny little creature. She had seen rats, but this creature wasn’t entirely that, and she had certainly never seen on wearing garments or in possession of…well, of anything. There was something nervous in his energy, Aisling was mischievous enough to notice it, but before the thought could take root, a filly with wonderful butterfly wings was talking of magic tricks. Aisling laughed at the girl’s exuberance and for the moment forgot to be wary of the strange creature and his strange booth. ”.” Wishlist :: No Prior Refusals |
