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04-28-2017, 02:30 PM
- sometimes in the wind of change -
She doesn’t pry more into the mare’s past, figuring it’s time to move on to the future anyway. She’s happy to talk as they walk, leading her to the Edge. It is, at least, not too terribly far a walk, though she’s used to making it in the air. It’s not all that often that she manages to find someone in the Threshold, and even less often that someone wants to come back to the Edge. Which is fine, so long as they all find the right place for them. She’s not there simply for numbers, but to find those that she can help, those that want to come to the Edge. Even if it’s only temporary.
“You know, I couldn’t say exactly how many, but there’s a good number of horses in the Edge. That said, there’s plenty of places to sneak away for some quiet time too.” It doesn’t touch the number of horses in Helovia, but still, the Edge was almost always active and it was rare there wasn’t something to do. Soon enough, the familiar iron gate comes into view, the glass spikes lining the rest of the border around the gate. Somedays she’s tempted to remove those damn spikes because they seem so forbidding, but with Kaos lurking, perhaps the defense was useful.
She nods, moving through the gate and the forest that greets them, moving toward the cliff. “We have all sorts of jobs here, if that sort of thing interests you. Warriors, sneaks, crafters, healers, and philosophers. But you certainly don’t have to have a job, and you can choose later too.” She tries to fill in only the basics, letting the mare ask the questions that interest her so it doesn’t just end up being information overload.
And then, the cliff comes into view. It is, thankfully, a beautiful and clear day. The sky and sea stretch to meet each other in the horizon, white clouds dotting the blue sky above them. Below the waves roll and crash against the rocks and the side of the cliff, the sound muted from their vantage. “What do you think?”
“You know, I couldn’t say exactly how many, but there’s a good number of horses in the Edge. That said, there’s plenty of places to sneak away for some quiet time too.” It doesn’t touch the number of horses in Helovia, but still, the Edge was almost always active and it was rare there wasn’t something to do. Soon enough, the familiar iron gate comes into view, the glass spikes lining the rest of the border around the gate. Somedays she’s tempted to remove those damn spikes because they seem so forbidding, but with Kaos lurking, perhaps the defense was useful.
She nods, moving through the gate and the forest that greets them, moving toward the cliff. “We have all sorts of jobs here, if that sort of thing interests you. Warriors, sneaks, crafters, healers, and philosophers. But you certainly don’t have to have a job, and you can choose later too.” She tries to fill in only the basics, letting the mare ask the questions that interest her so it doesn’t just end up being information overload.
And then, the cliff comes into view. It is, thankfully, a beautiful and clear day. The sky and sea stretch to meet each other in the horizon, white clouds dotting the blue sky above them. Below the waves roll and crash against the rocks and the side of the cliff, the sound muted from their vantage. “What do you think?”
- we find our true direction -
lyanna
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