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05-29-2014, 12:58 PM
Florabella There was nothing threatening about the summons; another she had to perk her ears up in the comforting layer the Falls padded her thoughts with. Her ears strained to hear, and it was instinct to pull her out of the safety of the land towards another area she might have seen or not. She strained to hear a familiar voice, but she had to memorize many voices in case spoke in a transparent body. It was vaguely familiar. Enchanting, comforting. A reminder of family. It was nearly as comforting as the voice of Seele, but Seele's presence had been long absent in her little world. A woman on an island - isolated. Yet she felt some inch of the truth and shuddered; no doubt she wouldn't be alone in hearing the call. She expected to see the Falls, but when she arrived, everything slowly pieced together. This wasn't herd land, was it? She pondered with confusion etched upon her face, but she became more weary once she only saw a few horses where the summons had pulled her towards. In spite of the foreign vision her eyes gave her to view, the scenery was magnificent. It was a wise choice to bring one such as her to a land teeming with life, but it had calmed her nerves down a slight bit in the company of strangers. She tilted her head, and scrutinized those whose scent was Falls and whose wasn't. The ones who weren't, had a slightly foreign, yet familiar one, which hid under the layers of muddy dirt and territorial one in secret. The words were clearer one: Asylum. Her eyes widened in recognition of the name. One she had not heard in decades. Once being a part of it herself, or was she still attached in soul to the place that did not see her as strange? Regardless, she squinted and scouted in one place timidly. Expecting a familiar face to show up. None showed up for those few, impatient seconds and it almost felt her body would freeze over and turn into an equine-shaped rock. The paint said nothing for now. She had no patriotic call to ring through the region, after all. do they see my many personalities |
