Even if she didn't bring a new loved one home with her whom would be cherished for as long as her soul could give happiness, then she'd leave happy knowing someone had from bliss in the depths of hell.
"Where my mother was born, there was magic and things I can begin to imagine, who spun tales of every style into hearts. Adrixaura never spared me the love of my great grandparents, named Skyros and Adella."
She pauses to assure herself that the story is locked away in her memories that she holds the key too. Had they'd fallen into the darkness then there would be nothing left. Within her chest, her heart rolls into a knot and more than ever, she misses Amara. Amara had been the one to listen first and the first to show her friendship, and in return, she was forever in debt to her best friend.
Only now, does she remember how she wounded her and the trademarks of pain against the Pegasus mare's body. A single tear falls from her sky blue hues.
"Skyros was a soldier of a far away land, escaping war to find a different place to stay. Adella was of the sky, blessed with wings and lived above with her sisters and lone father. They were ebony and ivory, night and day, complete opposities, but their fates intertwined and they fell in love.
"Adella's father soon grew angry as of their love: his daughter was not worth the affections of a grounded man whom he believed couldn't bring his daughter all of the joyous of the world. So Adella was kept away from him, contained to the skies.
In an act of desperate measures, Adella threw herself from the skies to be with him, and in some how surviving, removed herself of her wings forever so that she could stay with Skyros."
Her lips draw themselves to a close, throat dry and tired after her tale.
OOC: Rougarou with shadow ability
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Was given admin permission to use her off-site great-grandparents since it affected her in some form.