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03-15-2016, 04:41 AM
tilney
and oh, there is more to this life
Who would the threshold present to him today?
His march to Helovias mouth was as quick as a breeze, his feet finding the route easily; Tilney had it pinned in his mind and knew the rocky way through the meadow off by heart by now. The bronze boy had high hopes for his last recruit. Himalia seemed like the hardy type all cliff-dwellers were, and she certainly hadn't seemed like the type to endure the endless snow of the Aurora basin or the heat ever thrashing the landscape in the south. The midlands of Helovia was where you got the best of both worlds.
The flaxen mans shining gaze fell upon a pair of wonderfully patterned unicorns, both matching yet contrasting each other. He only ever saw such similarities in twins. A kaledescope of colours littered their hides, the main palette being cool reds, ivory and deep blackish blues. Each held a completely alternative gaze; one vermillion and one the held a similar verdant colour as his own. Tileny didn't take long to study them; no. Only a few moments he took to cast his gaze over the travellers before stepping from the backlit frostbitten trees and cheering to them. "Good afternoon" was Tilneys bellow.
The trusty lantern was aglow, held by his lofty bark-coloured antlers and the sun who was usually quite a stranger on a frostfall day was kindly blessing each fir and pine. Instead of the blue forest crowded in ice and bitterness that was the thresholds usual winter form, this afternoon it glowed and even felt a little warm. "What an incredible evening" Tilney muttered as he tread delicately around the colourful travellers.
Taking his place quite a distance from the couple, Tilney began to weave slowly through the thawing trees. "You are in Helovia, Welcome" he told them, his viridescent gaze turning upwards to the sun. Some who passed the border didn't always know where they were. He stopped not far ahead of them, a broad and warm smile cast their way.
His march to Helovias mouth was as quick as a breeze, his feet finding the route easily; Tilney had it pinned in his mind and knew the rocky way through the meadow off by heart by now. The bronze boy had high hopes for his last recruit. Himalia seemed like the hardy type all cliff-dwellers were, and she certainly hadn't seemed like the type to endure the endless snow of the Aurora basin or the heat ever thrashing the landscape in the south. The midlands of Helovia was where you got the best of both worlds.
The flaxen mans shining gaze fell upon a pair of wonderfully patterned unicorns, both matching yet contrasting each other. He only ever saw such similarities in twins. A kaledescope of colours littered their hides, the main palette being cool reds, ivory and deep blackish blues. Each held a completely alternative gaze; one vermillion and one the held a similar verdant colour as his own. Tileny didn't take long to study them; no. Only a few moments he took to cast his gaze over the travellers before stepping from the backlit frostbitten trees and cheering to them. "Good afternoon" was Tilneys bellow.
The trusty lantern was aglow, held by his lofty bark-coloured antlers and the sun who was usually quite a stranger on a frostfall day was kindly blessing each fir and pine. Instead of the blue forest crowded in ice and bitterness that was the thresholds usual winter form, this afternoon it glowed and even felt a little warm. "What an incredible evening" Tilney muttered as he tread delicately around the colourful travellers.
Taking his place quite a distance from the couple, Tilney began to weave slowly through the thawing trees. "You are in Helovia, Welcome" he told them, his viridescent gaze turning upwards to the sun. Some who passed the border didn't always know where they were. He stopped not far ahead of them, a broad and warm smile cast their way.
@Tamu @Oyana
Wander or Leave
turn in to winter lights
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