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08-23-2016, 11:56 PM
AITHNIEL So much confusion and doubt broiled within, a storm of emotions that rolled through her gut and made her feel as if she were floating at sea. Aithniel grimaced slightly and then schooled her features, the stern, rigid lines of her unyielding yet feminine frame not betraying the uncertainty within. Wings tucked against her side, and step by step with her cloven hooves, she wandered through the landscape of Helovia with her wings but an errant thought at her sides. Ash tumbled from her body like apocalyptic rain, an effect of her relation to the Sun God, she supposed. She had never thought much of it, but now it appeared somewhat melancholy - like an abomination of the purity of snow. The leftover of flames. Remnants of cleansing fire. As much as she wanted to sigh, Aithniel held in her emotion, swallowing it down and replacing it with her pride. The metallic glint of her silver eyes lashed in the darkness of the bright, moonlit night, and her black tipped ears turned at the sounds around her, trying to find comfort in the talking, chattering life of this Secret Grove. It was here she had met Volterra. Here where her first child was conceived. Somehow she had to learn to let go of her mistakes so she could grow again, become more than this ever present cycle of failure. If only she could think of a way to be great again, to be something. Someone. The expectations of her bloodline were looming, and she was determined to rise to each one. But, every time she stretched her wings, she fell. Aithniel stood at the lip of the large pond and glared at her reflection, willing the girl staring back to make a decision. "Practice your craft. Battle. Every loss is something to be learned," she finally said to herself, feeling a weight fall from her shoulders at this declaration. "Because a part of the herd. Help. Be well known so the Sun God can be proud." That was the solution! Serve the Dragon's Throat instead of living as a resident. There was something inspiring about this place... |
@Ravel
But burn down our home
I won't leave alive
Please tag me in everything!
