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11-17-2013, 08:35 PM
E R I S Waves rushes around her hooves, today however the water and the sounds seemed to be more beautiful than usual. Stopping to listen, The Blood Empress watched the waves roll up onto the shore. As she listened intently to the sound of the waves, she could hear the music. Over all Eris felt rather calm and as she continued down the beach, her entire body relaxed. Only she came upon a squabble of horses, each of them seemed to also be enjoying the music of the water. The queen of the mad held back, approaching the group probably wasn't the best idea for someone like her. Often when horses she didn't know stood in groups it turned into a rather...bloody mess. Her bright blue orbs watched them all however, following their movements, listening to the sound of the magic. One winged stallion had a instrument had it was gently being played. Closing her eyes, Eris listened to the tune of the song smiling. This part of Helovia was truly beautiful. "Hey little robin, where have you gone? Your voice still lingers even though you're gone. It was sweet and it was sad, but it made me glad. Because when you sang I wasn't alone. Hey little robin, where have you gone?" Her eyes opened back up to the bright sunny day. A grin now lit up her face and Eris finally felt confident enough to approach the others. Carefully she moved closer to meet them, glad that she had washed the sink of the Marsh off from her golden coat. Instead her thin frame was well presented, no dried blood clung to her today. A mare beside her said something about father earth, Eris turned as looked upon who she quickly figured was a god. Mouth tumbling open and eyes as wide as plates, Eris studied the stag in all of his glory. Never before had she met a god, it was so unexpected, the Blood Empress wasn't quite sure about what she should do or say. "So it is." Whispered the mare. " " 343 words. Companion: Peregrine Falcon. Previous refusals: None. Wishlist: Here Wake me up inside, Bid my blood to run, Before I come undone, Save me from the nothing I've become. |
