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04-09-2016, 02:50 AM
no dreams within her heart,
but dreams of love
but dreams of love
Tiamat is not sure what she expects the light children to do—or if she can expect anything at all—but the event that follows certainly has her reeling in something between surprise and horror. Suddenly, seemingly by no urging other than their/its own volition (for she had not noticed the demigod’s touch pressing into the light), everything changes. Everything darkens. They do not speak back to her, they do not offer their own invitation—no, they scream.
It is the most beautiful and most terrible scream that she has ever heard.
It pierces not only through the air, but also through her body and bones, until she feels as though their voices are ringing from within her. The ocean mare instinctively shies away, head lowering and eyes widening in a moment of fear. It is not in her nature to disregard something that had seemed so pure by one single act, but as the cries and shadows continue to thicken, her faith is ever harder to grasp.
“Oh light…” her voice is nearly a whimper, a plea of peace, for the creature to somehow be soothed and quiet to its former tranquility. White eyes glance upwards, at the pillar, and her heart stops. All fear and doubt is forgotten, consumed and overrun by the cold panic that sparks through her chest. “The egg!” She gasps, stepping forward again, watching as the glittering orb rolls dangerously at the pillar’s peak.
Surely they wouldn’t allow any harm to it…!
She clings desperately to this hope, so absorbed by the egg’s movement that it takes her a moment to recognize the change in the light’s ambiance. A dainty ear flicks as the voices calm, singing, and once again filling her with peace. Tiamat sighs, the tension seeping from her body to release a smile, even coaxing a chime of laughter from her lips. She glances to Nox, touching his shoulder as she joins the wordless song, her body swaying and her heart soaring as they had when she first arrived.
notes; Wishlist
Seeking a Leviathan with Boil ability; one refusal
AB Herd Member—extra name into draw from March Herd Champions.
“Speech.”
It is the most beautiful and most terrible scream that she has ever heard.
It pierces not only through the air, but also through her body and bones, until she feels as though their voices are ringing from within her. The ocean mare instinctively shies away, head lowering and eyes widening in a moment of fear. It is not in her nature to disregard something that had seemed so pure by one single act, but as the cries and shadows continue to thicken, her faith is ever harder to grasp.
“Oh light…” her voice is nearly a whimper, a plea of peace, for the creature to somehow be soothed and quiet to its former tranquility. White eyes glance upwards, at the pillar, and her heart stops. All fear and doubt is forgotten, consumed and overrun by the cold panic that sparks through her chest. “The egg!” She gasps, stepping forward again, watching as the glittering orb rolls dangerously at the pillar’s peak.
Surely they wouldn’t allow any harm to it…!
She clings desperately to this hope, so absorbed by the egg’s movement that it takes her a moment to recognize the change in the light’s ambiance. A dainty ear flicks as the voices calm, singing, and once again filling her with peace. Tiamat sighs, the tension seeping from her body to release a smile, even coaxing a chime of laughter from her lips. She glances to Nox, touching his shoulder as she joins the wordless song, her body swaying and her heart soaring as they had when she first arrived.
notes; Wishlist
Seeking a Leviathan with Boil ability; one refusal
AB Herd Member—extra name into draw from March Herd Champions.
“Speech.”
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magic & force are permitted.
magic & force are permitted.
