In the dark, alone in the endless night, the fae wanders through the Fields, reaching a large patch of glowing blue flowers. She examined them curious as to why they were here, in the Field. Lowering her head to look at them closely, she examined them further.
The flowers appeared to pulse under the moon's light, the petals glowing a lovely blue color. The fae nudged one with her nose, curious as what would happen. When nothing happened to the flower, she lifted her head and looked around at her surroundings. The entire Field was speckled with these flowers, all of them pulsing and glowing a lovely blue color. Blinking drowsily, the fae felt her legs as they moaned for rest. Sighing, the fae lowered herself to the ground, deciding a rest was just what she needed. Inhaling, the fae closed her eyes, relaxing for the time being.
While she rested, she thought about what she would do now. Explore some more of Helovia, no, she would find some horses with some problems, yes, she would do that. She needed to do that. Despite the darkness, she would find the light, the gods. And she would tell them she had done what had been asked of her. But who knows how long it would take her to find three horses with solvable problems. For most horses probably didn't want her snooping around in their (possibly personal) business. But she had to do it, so maybe if she just explained to the horses that she was questing, they wouldn't just think she's a crazy filly asking for issues to solve.
With her emeralds hidden behind her lids, the fae began to doze. Lately, because of the endless night, she could barely sleep. It was almost impossible, because she felt as though she was sleeping at a time she shouldn't be sleeping. And after a few hours, she'd try to sleep again, but now she couldn't sleep. But now, as she lay there, her eyes closed, she could relax and doze off.
"Speech."
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