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08-25-2016, 04:39 PM
Trees rose high over head, pillars of strength and monuments of centuries long past. Their canopies, interwoven now as deeply as their roots, blotted out the sunlight until only a faint gold-green glow trickled down to the foliage-littered floor far below. Malmuirie stood, head tilted back to gaze wide eyed up at the canopy above her. It had been... a very long time since she had stood within such a forest. The similarities struck her, painfully, in the heart. But the differences! There were so very many! For one thing, this forest was lush and green and warm, if a bit damp and humid, as opposed to the deciduous forest of eternal winter she had called home with the King, Arthmin.
She tore her gaze from the dark shadows high above her, where she still couldn't discern where one tree ended and the next began much less what types of leaves there were, and returned her attention to the forest as it was level with her. Enormous, frilled fauna stretched out from the roots of the trees, arching out in shades of emerald and amber. The earth was a rich red-brown, leaning towards black in some places. With a deep breath the mare stirred from her immobility and began the long trek through the forest once more.
The warm greens and rich browns of nature around her thrust her out into the world like a sore thumb. Her own wintry colored coat, lightening further as the years dragged on, had no hope of blending into the life around her. She was not certain, any more, that blending in was what she wanted anymore anyway. It felt wrong to hide herself now. Not so wrong as staying had been... she thought crossly. With a snort she shook her head and cast the thoughts, and the pains they sparked, away.
Unfortunately it turned her attention to a patch of glowing, golden sunlight to her right and she felt a new pain in her heart. The shade of gold of that light was almost exact for the color of the palomino friend she had left behind. Without so much as the courtesy of 'goodbye' she had abandoned him. That almost seemed worse than everything else she had done. Sighing, Rie turned from the light and retreated deeper into the shadows of the trees whether they embraced her, or not, to try and find her way out of the forest.
She tore her gaze from the dark shadows high above her, where she still couldn't discern where one tree ended and the next began much less what types of leaves there were, and returned her attention to the forest as it was level with her. Enormous, frilled fauna stretched out from the roots of the trees, arching out in shades of emerald and amber. The earth was a rich red-brown, leaning towards black in some places. With a deep breath the mare stirred from her immobility and began the long trek through the forest once more.
The warm greens and rich browns of nature around her thrust her out into the world like a sore thumb. Her own wintry colored coat, lightening further as the years dragged on, had no hope of blending into the life around her. She was not certain, any more, that blending in was what she wanted anymore anyway. It felt wrong to hide herself now. Not so wrong as staying had been... she thought crossly. With a snort she shook her head and cast the thoughts, and the pains they sparked, away.
Unfortunately it turned her attention to a patch of glowing, golden sunlight to her right and she felt a new pain in her heart. The shade of gold of that light was almost exact for the color of the palomino friend she had left behind. Without so much as the courtesy of 'goodbye' she had abandoned him. That almost seemed worse than everything else she had done. Sighing, Rie turned from the light and retreated deeper into the shadows of the trees whether they embraced her, or not, to try and find her way out of the forest.
