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03-07-2014, 02:54 AM
His story is tragic, yet not entirely unfamiliar. According to Quil, that was all that was left of Th’orqui: ruin and waste. Though she refuses to believe her brother’s account, Nasreen’s heart goes out to her companion. She knows what is like to be a stranger in a strange land. “It sounds beautiful—much like Th’orqui. I’m sorry that it has been lost to you,” she replies softly, surprised at the unsolicited tears pooling at the corners of her grey eyes. The stranger’s tale has moved her. Tentatively, she reaches out in the darkness, seeking to offer a shred of comfort to a fellow lost soul. For a moment, she pushes fear aside in the name of solidarity…but her own boldness startles her, and she withdraws her muzzle hastily. Perhaps it brushed his withers, perhaps not. She is too flustered to remember.
A glint of metallic gold catches her downcast eyes, and she makes out the form of a hoof. A hoof? If she can see, that means light, and if there is light, that means… Swiftly, her head snaps up, and the dim glow cast by the wall of flowing lava in the main cavern seeps through the darkness ahead. Her breath catches in her throat, and her pace quickens to a hasty trot, then a canter. They are out! A weary, albeit slightly hysterical, laugh of relief gushes from her throat, and she stretches her wings in the cramped tunnel, dancing in place. Still, she cannot fly, but she can see…she can see. Nasreen turns to look behind her, seeking the face of her rescuer. Is he there? Whose face will greet her?
@[Hawkeye]: I think it might be fun if for whatever reason, he stays back and she can’t find him. I’d love for them to meet in the future above ground, so she can realize that he saved her c: Is it okay to end the thread after your reply?
A glint of metallic gold catches her downcast eyes, and she makes out the form of a hoof. A hoof? If she can see, that means light, and if there is light, that means… Swiftly, her head snaps up, and the dim glow cast by the wall of flowing lava in the main cavern seeps through the darkness ahead. Her breath catches in her throat, and her pace quickens to a hasty trot, then a canter. They are out! A weary, albeit slightly hysterical, laugh of relief gushes from her throat, and she stretches her wings in the cramped tunnel, dancing in place. Still, she cannot fly, but she can see…she can see. Nasreen turns to look behind her, seeking the face of her rescuer. Is he there? Whose face will greet her?
@[Hawkeye]: I think it might be fun if for whatever reason, he stays back and she can’t find him. I’d love for them to meet in the future above ground, so she can realize that he saved her c: Is it okay to end the thread after your reply?
Please do not tag Nasreen except for in opening posts and in spars!
