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05-16-2016, 05:24 PM
I'll carry you on my shoulders, never set you down.
The events of her life had been bleak, she'd needed an escape until she was ready to return. A few weeks ago she'd come back to Helovia, although she'd not returned to The Basin. There was nothing left for her in those frozen depths. Perhaps one day she would return but right now she was more interested in...well nothing. In truth the girl had never been interested in much, as soon as she'd come to care for someone they ended up dying. Which was a terribly annoying reaction to her friendship. A bored sigh puffed out from her cheeks, eyes studying the meadow. She'd been born here and her mother had died her. Although the girl took great comfort in the fact that the smell of the monster's breath no longer lurked here. The disgusting, vile stench of his breath no longer assaulted her nostrils. Ferry you through the coldness, never let you down. The girl decided to visit the meadow first, to see if the events that had transpired here would still have an effect upon her. Aside from a wave of sadness for her mother the girl didn't really feel much else about this land. So now she simply wondered aimlessly through the grassy fields. Glass hooves navigate with ease, her mind on the mother she'd barely known. There wasn't much she remembered about her father's nurse. There were flashes of blue eyes, a pearly coat and soft, gentle features. Blinking the faded image of her mother from her eyes, Ráeru looked around the field curiously. She heard a noise... somewhere....there. In the distance a dark figure stood. Well, she hadn't had any company in a long time. Normally she avoided those who may want to talk. Yet it'd been so long before she'd actually had been with someone, she almost wanted to talk. Almost, night quite though. So the girl heads towards the figure in hopes of Still as she drew closer to the figure, she is amused by him. Standing atop his little podium she eyes him appreciatively. Then she gives a quiet gasp as she recognises him. It's the boy from The Basin, she'd met him at the school meeting. Her crowned head tilted as she looked at the boy, his gold markings and dark body had grown much since she'd last saw him. It was impressive. It made sense, they were no longer babes, but youngsters playing at being adults. Ráeru smiled. [[Lol she's just standing there like a creeper. ]] |
