i am a leaf on the wind

She is excited to finally see one of the other herd lands. She’s flown near them all, but she’s never been inside any of them. Or even over them. It seems a little rude to just go flying over lands that she doesn’t belong to, and probably wouldn’t go over well in the diplomatic sphere of running kingdoms either. She can only imagine that conversation, one that probably ends in her getting demoted for being stupid. Which really, she was raised as a princess, she knows exactly how diplomacy works.

So she’s always admired from afar, trying to imagine what the place looked like from the ground based on the little bits she could see from the common airspace. But today, as she leaves the cliffs of the Edge, taking to the sky to make the journey short and sweet to the Basin, she can feel herself growing giddy. Because she actually gets to see the Basin. Gets to meet some of the other residents and learn about Helovia outside the small little world she’s built for herself in the Edge.

Don’t get her wrong, she loves the Edge and everyone in it, but it’s always good to broaden your horizons. She lands on the edge of the Basin, though it takes her a minute to find the mountain pass that leads to the valley. Should could have flown, certainly, but she wants to experience this as much as she can. Slowly, she makes her way through the pass until she comes to a huge, horse-like machine. “Oh,” she breathes, still finding herself impressed and surprised by Helovia.

She keeps going, making her way into the Basin. The permafrost gives way to thick tundra grasses, and it’s not long before the aurora in the sky catches her attention. She stops in her tracks, just watching the way the lights float through the sky. She might have gotten lost in it all if a firework hadn’t pulled her attention back. A firework! She grins, continuing her trek toward the center of the herd, finally catching sight of a mare coming down from a naturally formed pedestal in the mountain. “Hello! she calls, her voice friendly and light, directed really toward any in the crowd and not just the gold and white mare. “I’m Lyanna, from the Edge,” she offers.

watch how i soar.

lyanna