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07-02-2016, 01:30 PM
Flying was perhaps the best part about being a pegasus. High above the world of Helovia, all of life's petty problems started to seem so small. With the wind whipping through her mane and the sun shining brightly upon her back, Aleta could almost imagine that she was the only living creature in the entire world. To the south lay the ocean, blue and wide and endless; to the north lay hills and trees, an innumerable expanse of forests and plains. Somewhere far away, the girl knew that mountains towered over the land, so tall that they dwarfed everything that walked upon the earth.
Normally, flying cleared Aleta's mind and eased her burdens. Today, however, the lightning bolt along her neck flickered unhappily and a frown creased her delicate features. Today, even flying as far and as fast as she could did not allow her to escape her worries. The mild-mannered lightning girl had never really been angry before, but today... today she was furious.
Aleta had finally given up on her mother returning to the Hidden Falls, where she belonged. The girl had known for some time that hers was not a normal family - her parents were not romantically involved, though she knew they cared deeply for one another - but she had always assumed that they would both be there for her. That she would always be enough to hold them together, that Sohalia would at least have the decency to stick around long enough for her daughter to grow up. Yet, as soon as Aleta had been weaned, it seemed, Sohalia was gone more and more, until she finally stopped coming home at all.
Sure, she came to visit every now and then - to do her duty and check on her daughter. But otherwise she was absent, painfully silent on her whereabouts, avoiding Aleta's burning questions like the plague. And the girl had so many questions. Where did she go? What was she doing? Why didn't she want to be with her family? And so Aleta had left the Hidden Falls (albeit temporarily), flitting this way and that in an attempt to find some trace of the Transcended. Anything that would direct her, anything that would show her where to find the mare.
"Talk."
Normally, flying cleared Aleta's mind and eased her burdens. Today, however, the lightning bolt along her neck flickered unhappily and a frown creased her delicate features. Today, even flying as far and as fast as she could did not allow her to escape her worries. The mild-mannered lightning girl had never really been angry before, but today... today she was furious.
Aleta had finally given up on her mother returning to the Hidden Falls, where she belonged. The girl had known for some time that hers was not a normal family - her parents were not romantically involved, though she knew they cared deeply for one another - but she had always assumed that they would both be there for her. That she would always be enough to hold them together, that Sohalia would at least have the decency to stick around long enough for her daughter to grow up. Yet, as soon as Aleta had been weaned, it seemed, Sohalia was gone more and more, until she finally stopped coming home at all.
Sure, she came to visit every now and then - to do her duty and check on her daughter. But otherwise she was absent, painfully silent on her whereabouts, avoiding Aleta's burning questions like the plague. And the girl had so many questions. Where did she go? What was she doing? Why didn't she want to be with her family? And so Aleta had left the Hidden Falls (albeit temporarily), flitting this way and that in an attempt to find some trace of the Transcended. Anything that would direct her, anything that would show her where to find the mare.
"Talk."
@Cera
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