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08-06-2016, 06:44 PM
Ahvelyn
Helovia had not changed in the time that I had laid low in its lands. It was still magical and inexplicable, still filled with wonders that I was too old to be shocked by. When I arrived at the Thistle Meadow that night I was more preoccupied with keeping my hair free of the tangling grasses than attending to whatever exciting event had gathered the crowd. Nonetheless I found myself moving closer, craning my neck to see over the mass at whatever small thing had caught their collective eyes.
When it was only a few small lights, I chuckled. I'd seen lights like those die out of eyes, it was no particular treat to watch them hover above a drying river. Thusly, when the badger-faced mare pronounced their beauty in an almost breathless manner, I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I cast my gaze at a skull-faced stallion nearby, who seemed almost as uninterested as I was. He certainly had chosen to say nothing in awe of the little things, and I appreciated that much. I only snorted at him, not much for talking to strangers, but I made a note to watch how he acted for the rest of the encounter.
It was Johnny that I moved closer to, for though I had found his sweetness to be almost irritably cloying at times it was good to see someone I knew that I could assure wouldn't be after my back. After all, could the pony even reach me if he tried? Something like a smile slipped over my features and I approached him from behind, reaching to try and nudge him behind and between the ears. "Neither is your sugar I imagine, Johnny," was all I said as I looked down at the lights, hearing faint words coming from their nondescript forms. As if not sure that they were really speaking, I looked around. There was nothing to see, however, but a collection of Helovia's oddest. Some foals--including the snow-white one from the battles of the Rift gods, now older but still small, still vulnerable in my eyes--but not one of the gathering looking like they made any sense together.
But that was helovia, wasn't it?
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Quotes and notes
Seeking:
[EarthxDark:: Can summon steel blades on body from stripes.]
[Restrictions:: Blades can be removed with extreme pain and rust away over site-year. Can craft 3 small, 2 medium, or 1 large blade per season.]
No priors.
Mentions @Volterra @Johnny and Erthe @Chan
