Everyone always says the sky is like the sea. They say that birds are like fish, that soaring is like swimming, that clouds are like the tides.
They're both blue, Ampere would give 'them' that much.
Otherwise they felt nothing alike.
Her body fell like a stone through the atmosphere, plummeting faster and faster as her wings, tucked close at her side, did little to slow her descent. She raced down the highway of azure only to crash into the field of sapphire; water embraced her eagerly, snatching her from the air with a nearly cruel ferocity, such was the passion to have her. The water shattered around her like something fragile, yet int he very some moment, soft and gentle as it pushed into her, flooding her nose and rapping against her eyes. The pain of her fall, though mild, shook the breathe from her lungs. It rose like a jellyfish around her head, fighting to the surface. She decided to follow suit. Her legs kicked against the seas and her wings, such a useful tool normally, fluttered heavy and useless in the swath of ocean.
Her dark head broke the surface with gusto, swinging back and forth, wet mane slapping against her neck - it was all very reminiscent of Baywatch. Her nose shuddered as lungs grasped hungrily at the warm air, relishing in the sunshine coating her backside now that she was immersed in the cool coast. Ampere was content to drift there for some time, wings buoying her up and eventually carrying her to shore with the tide.
Regretfully she struck hooves into sand and hauled herself back on land, pangs in her stomach reminding her of her hunger, while similar feelings in her heart reminded her of her loneliness. She'd always prided herself in being a strong and independent individual, but it seems these past seasons spent in the close company of Taz and Zar had softened her more than she knew. It had been enjoyable when they were there for her to lean on, knowingly or not, but now in their absence she cursed the unbalanced feeling she felt.
Giving herself a hefty shake, water droplets sailing in a radius all around her, she muttered to herself about purpose and family.
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Window Seat to Chaos Overload [Catillatio]
