This trip was turning out a little longer than Mesec expected but he was travelling with children after all - soon they would be able to learn how to fly but for now they were earth-bound. Not that he minded, of course - he would happily take every moment with the two that he could get. Swinging north after a small stay over at the Secret Grove, Mesec spent the trip to the Edge distracting himself by telling Virga and Vesper about his mother and what he knew about the Edge. He had been honest about why they were going to the World’s Edge - because his mother had suggested it. Who’s your mom was the conversation that followed and Mesec was in the midst of explaining as they travelled. However small, they both had a little bit of god blood in them and he figured they had a right to know.

As far as he knew, they were the only other foals of a demigod walking around Helovia so he hardly had someone he could go to and ask for advice about this situation. He encouraged them to ask any questions they had - he had never had to explain these things to anyone before. “One day, I’ll take you both to the Veins of the Gods to visit her. We might even be lucky enough to see her in the Edge - she’s the patron god of this herd. Well, goddess.” He didn’t know how frequently his mother visited the Edge - probably just when she was called and occasionally for meetings but that still meant there was a chance. She said she wanted to teach him which implied they’d be spending at least some time together, right?

Who knew with her, though.

The small family group travelled throughout the day and finally arrived in the early afternoon - the Edge had certainly changed since the last time Mesec was here but he aimed for the iron gate that seemed to be pretty clearly the entrance they wanted you to take. ‘Appropriately pretentious.’ Lucius commented through their bond, eyeing the gate and thinking of the Goddess before going back to calmly preening himself where he was nested among Mesec’s wings.

Mesec eyed the iron structure dubiously but it was just an entrance, nothing to worry about. They were at the Edge, after all - there were bound to be some references to his mother here and there. It felt strange to be here but he hadn’t yet lost hope that maybe, maybe this was finally one thing that could work for him.  

His silver eyes looked down to the foals, a small smile warming them. “Alright I uh, I’m just going to call out and then we just wait for someone to come greet us.” He didn’t want to just whinny loudly without warning them why he was doing it. But, after making sure that they were both appropriately prepared, he called out and then there was nothing to do but wait.

we'll go over the mountains and under the stars