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03-14-2016, 04:09 PM
Serenity
She had taken her time after leaving the World's Edge and its Leads' sides, allowing her nerves to calm as she wandered and tried to learn more of what the land held. She could not yet say that she had found anything of interest, but how would she even know if she did? She had no ideas of what was or was not revered in those parts. Elsa had briefly mentioned that the different areas were ruled by gods, but the starry girl had yet to come across anyone else who spoke of them. And she never pressed for answers.
She went in the direction the white queen had motioned to previously, and thought back to the words spoken. She would need to find Gaucho, the one who would help her. They were said to be open to welcoming her, but she carried on in trepidation, careful to not get too ahead of herself. Through the passing time she began to have doubts as to whether she should even be searching for her memories; maybe she had lost them for a reason. Maybe the things she experienced in the time after her escape from slavery were worse than what still remained. But still she pressed on, resolving to gain back whatever she could to find out who she was, what she had made of herself. She only hoped she wouldn't be disappointed.
It grew warmer the further she walked on, until she decided perhaps an aerial view would be suit her in finding the so-called desert. She bunched her hind legs underneath her body and pushed off hard, wings flapping in great effort to get lift. She missed the feel of the wind around her body, through the feathers, pressing against her. It was easier to see, too, from that height, so she kept her eyes on the ground searched for any signs of terrain change.
She was rewarded rather quickly, as the grass grew more sparse and a brilliant, golden bridge shone ahead. She wasn't sure what it meant, but she knew where it led; she slowly eased down to stand at its lip, not daring to cross into parts she wouldn't be welcome. She would wait there, at the entrance, wings folded up tight and gold body shimmering beneath the sun.
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She went in the direction the white queen had motioned to previously, and thought back to the words spoken. She would need to find Gaucho, the one who would help her. They were said to be open to welcoming her, but she carried on in trepidation, careful to not get too ahead of herself. Through the passing time she began to have doubts as to whether she should even be searching for her memories; maybe she had lost them for a reason. Maybe the things she experienced in the time after her escape from slavery were worse than what still remained. But still she pressed on, resolving to gain back whatever she could to find out who she was, what she had made of herself. She only hoped she wouldn't be disappointed.
It grew warmer the further she walked on, until she decided perhaps an aerial view would be suit her in finding the so-called desert. She bunched her hind legs underneath her body and pushed off hard, wings flapping in great effort to get lift. She missed the feel of the wind around her body, through the feathers, pressing against her. It was easier to see, too, from that height, so she kept her eyes on the ground searched for any signs of terrain change.
She was rewarded rather quickly, as the grass grew more sparse and a brilliant, golden bridge shone ahead. She wasn't sure what it meant, but she knew where it led; she slowly eased down to stand at its lip, not daring to cross into parts she wouldn't be welcome. She would wait there, at the entrance, wings folded up tight and gold body shimmering beneath the sun.
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you know your place in the sky
@Essetia first c:
STARS FADING BUT I LINGER ON DEAR
STILL CRAVING YOUR KISS
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