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12-25-2014, 09:24 PM
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Resplendence
it's what you feel but can't articulate outloud She needed out. She needed to get away. She needed some kind of peace. And here it was. The sound of bells. The gentle clinging that offered sweet rings across the clouds. Resplendence had not found comfort rising onto this island, but she had found comfort in the swaying of the trees as she moved her way across it, away from the tents of the Edge and towards the center of the island. It was perfection, really, how calm it was as she moved. At least, it was perfect and calm until she realized she wasn't alone. The grass seemed to fade away, hooves resting upon sand as she inched in closer to the mass, trying to figure out what was drawing them to this single tree. So many scents, so many souls. It seemed as though everyone was at peace here. Maybe she could allow herself to do the same. So Valiance comes back in from the clouds and rests upon her poll, a few names and words rolling across their mind link. "Kahlua. Basin. Falls. Throat. Apollo. Fig. Aly. Brisa. The Seer. Evangeline." It was as if they were all here. But, she doubted Kahlua, Aly, Eva, or the Seer would want to see her. It seemed as though they had all (for the most part) cast her aside. So, trying to bring herself to gain the strength to push through the crowd of people she wove her way through until she reached the protective side of the tree-mare. "It is gorgeous, is it not…" she whispered to Fig, trying her best to hide from most of the rest of the world. She had done everything wrong, or so it seemed, and she was only beginning to learn how to piece herself back together… |
